or quarter to five a.m., but who cares, right?
i sent a couple hundred text messages into a cosmic void, because that's what it feels like when you erase messages. where do they go?
it wasn't a centimeter in the right direction. it was a kilometer.
for whatever reason, my heart only measures in metric.
2 comments:
love the picture. love you. love love
i love you :) the picture is right ya know.
ps i'm stealing the picture for something.. i just haven't decided what yet.
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