"Like most sensitive souls, you already know you’re sensitive.
You soak up others’ moods and desires like a sponge. You absorb sensation the way a paintbrush grasps each color it touches on a palette. The ethereal beauty of a dandelion, the shift of a season, the climax of a song, or a certain stirring scent can evoke such wonder it’ll behave as your very breath itself- moving through cells as fuel does to fire and wind does to waves."
In a week I’ll be exploring Chicago with the most beautiful people.
Can’t handle the wait.
"Some people underestimate how erotic it is to be understood."
Still… Not… Done… I kept abandoning this one and I wish I hadn’t because I would have been done 3 months ago 😝 lesson learned, the colors look different during the day, but you shall see the true colors when she’s done! 😘
"Somebody, your father or mine, should have told us that not many people have ever died of love. But multitudes have perished, and are perishing every hour – and in the oddest places! – for the lack of it."
Pages by rblack3
Over a year later and still relevant.