Just sharing my new favorite painter.
She took pictures of my heart.
Your voice must’ve been the welcome mat because it’s the only one that’s ever made feel that I was home and not alone
by the phone
by the pheromones
you chose me before I even had a chance,
and I’m still trying to become who I was when I was around you.
I compare everyone I ever meet to you and it’s not fair to them or me,
but if it keeps me writing therapy
then maybe I made the right choice to keep my voice,
And it’s my vice, always thinking twice.
It’ll never be anything like that ever again
So, I should stop dwelling,
And step on this mat and open the door.
i want to manipulate this time and time again
My dream girl.
Christina Hendricks 😍😍😍