Cold ice cream on a hot summer day, cocktail party, barbecue, dancing till morning, the buzz of too much alcohol, stupid dares, skating with your mates, arm wrestling, loud laughs till the stomach hurts, shouting when your favourite band comes on, howling the lyrics in the crowd, running till you’re out of breath, tickle attacks, the get together after two years, calling your friend at 3am, spitting contests, the cheers on new year’s eve.
The panic in the crowd, the fear of being too loud, to be hated by your loved ones, the boogyman that steals your dreams,
The sun on your face, the light tan on your skin, the easy smiles given to strangers, lying in the garden, the first blossoms of spring, waking up to a sunny day, walking in a new outfit, enthusiastic cheers, first sip of champagne, giggles, braiding hair, shining eyes, paint smeared on your sleeves, the air after the rain, whistling your favourite song, barefoot running in the street, the perfect birthday song.
To be the fifth wheel, the over the top, treason within the closest group of friends, waiting for the crash and burn, the beast in the deep waters,
Post traumatic stress disorder.
The crunching of leaves beneath your boots, the smell of old books, red wine, scented candles, sweater weather, laughing loudly when nobody’s listening, solitude and quiet, the pet’s favorite, hot baths, reading till the morning, eyes for details, sand under your feet, daydreaming, inhaling fresh air, autumn style, long scarfs, self carved pumpkin on Halloween.
Too many thoughts, voices that aren’t there, the looming figure in the dark, the cold grip of fear, glassy eyes,
The winter wind in your face, black coffee, stargazing, walking through the untouched snow, the glow of a single candle, the smell of the night, the sea in the morning, the eye of the storm, running late and not caring, dark lipstick, darker nails, smirks and winks, ink on paper and skin, swimming in cold water, drawing a perfect portrait, the wind in the trees, sweet revenge, dancing on ice, the glow of the Christmas tree.
The silent cries, suffering in silence, the loneliness, the parent that pushes you down, too many bruisies and scars and lies, losing control, giving in,
– Yuzu and Cocoa shower cream, for a thick and comforting chocolate orange hug
– Damaged hot oil treatment, for my thirsty, thirsty ends
– Lava Lamp bath bomb, having just made it’s long awaited reappearance at Lush Oxford Street, it would have been rude not to!
this was approximately fifteen minutes before all hell broke loose when i had that flaming hot shrimp cocktail and both dropped it all over me and burnt the roof of my mouth to the point of no return at mi hermano’s engagement dinner. appreciate the matching dress and redone mani, though.