I had a pair of "skinny" jeans; meaning I wore them when I wasn't feeling bloated.
They're now worn out pretty bad and are tearing apart on one knee.
Right now a trend I can already tell is popping up is polkadots. And honestly I feel overjoyed, sometimes I just love polkadots but only if they're small and random or large and random. I hate the orderly ones. O.o
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION.
DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION.
THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END...