everyone mopes on days like this, when sopping wet newspapers cling to gutters & everything fits the color scheme of a city pigeon. and i? i walk around twirling my umbrella, humming tunelessly.scrawled that on an afternoon identical to this one
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i love every single one of your entries, i hope you know that.
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p.s: and thank you-- it means a lot.
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i meant that it's always strange when people i look up to so much compliment me. does that make sense?
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