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As I lie here, submerged in loose-paper articles from first year, with white Apple wires snaking over my leaf-orange bed sheets and under my ivory-skin comforter (y'know, the always cold yet meaty kind of blanket), I think about how convoluted this sentence is, which leads me to think about how convoluted my brain's been lately.
I'm going to the wedding tonight in black. If anything, I think it'll make the bride gleam brighter. You're welcome.
And now some nostalgic ear-candy:
Because you know that sometimes it feels grand to go back in time in your head.
I'm going to the wedding tonight in black. If anything, I think it'll make the bride gleam brighter. You're welcome.
And now some nostalgic ear-candy:
Click to viewBecause you know that sometimes it feels grand to go back in time in your head.