Ink stained fingers and a love stained heart pleasantly plague me tonight.
My lack of accomplishment of simple tasks such as el boligrafo esta aqui is the most of my worries.
Radiohead echoes from behind the mesh as I purse my lips, trying to mimic the words.
The moment, in the moment is real. The moment, in this moment is true.
It's real and true.
I'd like to share it with you.
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2 comments:
sigh.
:)
good vibes!
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