i saw the most gorgeous person i've ever seen this weekend. their face was so elegant and they carried themself with such grace and the way they had styled their clothes and makeup was breathtaking. i feel like such a creep because they keep coming to my mind; my only saving grace is that i likely won't ever see them again. i wish i knew their name i wish i knew them & knew that we'd actually get along. i feel like i'm in an ancient love story that hasn't aged well