پلن وحشتناک شدن بود ولی به خوشگل شدن ختم شد.

ژورنال چرمیمو اینجا نذاشتم ، فردا با یه گالن شیرقهوه عکسشو میزارم🙂‍↔️

"The lost were playing in the yard, giving goosebumps to all the Sunday summer trees. Our hands were tangled in the weeds, moving so softly nobody can see. Against your morning skin, well, it's shy like two young lovers walking by, there's a soft, strange kind of odd giving company to all the lonely hearts. There's a hundred cigarettes on the ground and our clothes are still hanging around, and it's nice to be ugly in each other's arms; So we can grow over all the things we were before."