fear will rust all the rubies
so what the fuck.
cuts to heather in emotional act of despair.
the bitterness is freezing my heart. just so you know. electronic forms of communication may be ruining us all. there will be absolutely no physical contact in 5-10 years. just so you know.
double standards. i should have very well known.
"What this woman holds in her hands is the mysterious cup from which we have all drunk unknowingly, thirst that we have slaked with other mouths, that red and foamy wine from which come the stars, the worms and railroad stations."
(did you just knock on my window? it is snowing.)