"when you leave, sick of me, i'll let you go without a word. i'll gather armfuls of azaleas to spread along your path."
Inspired by Rolling Quartz lyrics (the song 'Azalea'), a painting of Edward Teach in his post-breakup era. The designated robe, the silk and an armful of azaleas of course - and the painting :)) who could forget it
Also i'm stupid and posted this on the wrong tumblr account, but uhh i can't be bothered to repost now <33 (find me on twt at azaleasncoffee and on tumblr at mikrokosmopolitan as well)