spiritual affection
these fishsticks are taupe
my letter is subconsciously addressed
be with the land, there is no fence*
I don't need to ponder the star
*well, ideally. ideally there is no purgatory either.
"pointless ramblings" -- I have no idea where my wise-ass ideas about love came from. As in the idea that no one who is serious REALLY jokes about it.
By: Theodora
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