Dallas Winston - 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤/ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

♡︎winston

When I see his face, it's indescribable. It's so... pretty. There's no acne marks or scars, barely any facial hair and his skin is smooth. His hair, it's soft and it falls perfectly. His eyes, they look at you and you feel a thousand butterflies fly through your stomach. His lips, they're so damn soft and gentle even when he's not. The touch of his fingers linger around your body for months.

It's amazing how he found and fell for somebody like me, my eyes are frantic and they don't know where to look, my skin is bumpy and rough, small scars covering it. My hair is frizzy, it doesn't work the way that I need it do. My hands are shakey and scared throughout every situation I find myself in.

But he loves me. He does. He found me, and he formed me into the girl I am now. The old girl used to watch her every movement, afraid of getting in trouble. She was scared to be seen the wrong way and she'd cry over the little things. But the girl I am with him, loves the adrenaline. Loves weapons and learning how to use them, loves to be seen the wrong way, so she can show them how she uses those weapons. She learned when it's ok to be upset and when it's ok to cry. She's different.

He's the same, and he's always been the same. I love him for him and I don't want him to change. I fell in love with Dallas Winston, and Dallas Winston fell for me.