it seems 1000% easier to succeed at happiness as a manic pixie dream boy

[porphyre]

Everything erased. Seats down, my shawl for a mattress, we lay in the trunk of the car. He had put on some Philip Glass when we arrived, the most beautiful songs, turned up as loudly as they are true. "I play these every morning when I get up" he said, and I briefly imagined how happy that would make me, to wake up to him on a piano the next room

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[_stranger_here]

Missing you, Jhayne. Sending love.

[porphyre]

I miss you, too.

[morbid_curious]

It's interesting how noticing people can sometimes bring them closer, even if you do nothing else.

[porphyre]

I heard her first, talking about parking spaces. Something about her accent made me turn around to look. Once I saw her, though, I whipped myself away from her again, clutching my heart and at his shoulder, "oh wow, that woman. she's perfect. I can't handle it!"

She didn't notice us until the wind changed and brought the music to her.