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You can feel it in your chest when someone says, “So how many people are you inviting?” Because what you want is smaller than that. You want the world to go quiet. You want soft light on your skin. Yo

You keep picturing it. Not a room full of expectations. Just you two, above the coastline, where the air smells like warm pine and salt, and the sea turns a deeper shade of blue every time you breathe

You keep hearing how it’s supposed to look. A room full of eyes. A schedule that doesn’t breathe. A version of you that performs. But in your daydream, it’s quieter. Salt on your lips. Your hand in th

You are not looking for a crowd. You are looking for quiet. For a place where the air smells like citrus peel and warm earth. For a moment where nobody is watching, so you can finally feel what you fe