I see you everywhere. I see you in sentences inked blue on a crumpled paper napkin, in cars and buses caught in a traffic jam, in the perfect swollen shape of the moon. I see your image in the face of every person I meet: when the cashier hands me my change I am reminded of your long calloused…
Those girls who wear converse to prom because “they aren’t like most girls”
You know what?
You forgot someone very important
I WASNT GONNA REBLOG IT BUT THE LAST TWO
she’s so cute ah