all of my words, they just seem so meaningless anymore. i talk about little day to day things, & nothing seems remotely special. but it is! i just lack the ability (anymore) to make it seem so. oh, desperation.
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girl i love pictures of lilies & starry skies, watching lunar eclipses & lightning, letters & cats sleeping in my lap.
