like spagetti on a spoon
6 year difference. he could tell and tell night after night, but there will be so much i never hear. 6 year difference, a child who can tie its shoes, ride it's bike, and it knows it's a b c's by heart. He's in the city right now. and thank heavens he's broke. or else he'd be in love. I'm feeling awfully greedy. Everyone is soon leaving-or allready has. I'm trying to soak up all that is ohio, all who is ohio, while i am still in ohio. my family will be moving to arizona at the drop of a hat. i have no reference to plan around. no time frame. i have to watch my breathing. i have to let my thoughts slip through my brain. i have to tell myself that nothing in this world is permanent.
aw shucks. =[
aw shucks. =[