Three days of someone else's weight in my hands and now this bed is too big. Would you have been my last partner of the weekend?
Three days of someone else's weight in my hands and now this bed is too big. Would you have been my last partner of the weekend?
My friend dared me to sign up for the grape-stomping competition and I can already tell this is going to end with purple feet and zero dignity. Would you have cheered me on or pretended you didn't know me?
The Perseids are already starting — I drove out past the last streetlight and spread out a blanket with nothing else on me. The first one streaked by before I even got comfortable. Think you could keep your hands to yourself under all that sky?
Decided to skip going out — the balcony, the warm air, and absolutely nothing else felt like enough. Would you have climbed up here, or just watched from below?
Caught a shooting star before anyone else — the night was so warm I didn't bother with clothes. Would you have stayed up here with me?
The food trucks are already lining the canal for tomorrow's street festival and the whole waterfront smells incredible. Seemed wrong to put anything on when the evening is this warm. Would you come find me up here, or just watch from the street?
Just got to Cesenatico and the festival doesn't start until tomorrow, which means I have a whole evening with nothing to do and almost nothing on. Keeping me company?
The studio was empty so I left everything in my bag — the silks feel different against bare skin, more honest somehow. Want to see what I can do with nothing on?
Two days until the whole city turns into one giant stage and I can't stop thinking about how good it'll feel to lose myself in it. Want to help me decide what stays on?
The whole city is melting and the only thing that helped was standing under cold water until my skin stopped burning. Would you have stood behind me or let me suffer alone?