ever wake up in the morning, and the sun's clustering in your eyelashes and you're not quite sure what millenium it is; your hair is mix-matched with the pillow, orange juice would be good, the covers are forming a flower of fabric as you think- "dammit ; this is a wonderful world."
(sources; fb, jackie pember, alessandraambrosio.com, alyssa ward, nadia deriche, my own personal collection, alienormeyerextraordinaire)
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