I've started a story about a lonely boy and a star girl.
Imagine PHH in college in London, cafe aesthetic and hopeless love.
Imagine a beautiful photographer, flower gardens and endless devotion.
Imagine feeling so invisible you give up on love.
Imagine being seen by a star girl.
Imagine reading Wallflower.
Happy Pride Month!!! Always remember that no matter how you identify, or who you love, you are valued and loved. Never let anyone put you down or tell you how to feel. I see your struggles, your pain, your scars, your tears... but most importantly I see your beauty, and nobody can ever take that away.
Now go out and celebrate yourself!
All the love <3