he said to her "lift those furious shades upon your eyes and dazzle me spontaneously."
she said" perhaps, stranger, while each day upon millions of years i have a dreamt of growing old with your simmering soul. hold me, timelessly binded. free me never, i shall be yours forever."
every day for the past year i have dreamt of growing old with only you.
About Me
- hope
- create, process, and develop. For most things I love, I get attached really quickly and I let go very slowly. the touch of soft confectioner's sugar is prime. I like to chat about cameras and cultural analysis.
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