someone stole my cigarettes.
I was forced to drink my coffee without its harmful and addicting and deliciously calming counterpart this morning, and I was not happy.
It was an all right day. I was frustrated and unnecessarily snappy with a few people. :| Oops.
It's a very quiet afternoon. Out my window, the sun-coated leaves hardly quiver and everything around me seems unnaturally still.
the wind on the boat's deck is a cold hand on the neck
or slipping into our cold bed
love and light,
S-
Another Fantasty, pt. 2
16 years ago
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