more and more, i’m feeling that when you find the place, you find the person. but you have to find the time as well. and the place doesn’t have to be permanent. it’s where you meet to decide things.
experimental stream of consciousness writer who may or may not be a liar. sanest person you've ever met but i'll look you in the eyes like a computer eating magnets. what i don't know about you, i'll make up. and you'll still love me because you don't know where i went that moment you swore i disappeared. my moods chase the seasons and i hear it makes an interesting read. i like smelling good.