Who taught me to suck in my stomach,
or my cheeks?
Who told me to stand with my legs apart
and my hips thrust back
to create the illusion of a gap
between my thighs?
Who made me believe that the most beautiful part of me
is my negative space?
"I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible and when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people."
Forgotten winter pleasures
"Don’t be a coconut" - Julian Casablancas.
"We grew up in the same building, just a few blocks from here."
"When did you first meet each other?"
"I was three. He was five."
"What’s your first memory of him?"
"Him pulling up his eyelids to scare me in the hallway."