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"i am thinking it's a sign, that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images & when we kiss they're perfectly aligned. and i have to speculate that god himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay. true, it may seem like a stretch, but it's thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you're away, when i am missing you to death."
goddammit, i also love the postal service to death.
goddammit, i also love the postal service to death.