Wednesday, July 25, 2018

Pink Rabbits by the National

The things I kept in my purse, which would be money or the way to get it anyhow, I left in my car. I want to tell him that writers can be obsessed with endings but surely he's figured that out by now. If you race to send him everything you've ever loved and the things you send to those you love, and he's brilliant and beautiful and he'll listen and lol and dotdotdot


I apologized from the beginning.



Today I am grateful for shelter as we go, surface below the burns, and the I will of this world.


Not the national or the other Ben's walk away but when you feel it, and sometimes you gotta feel, it's gonna be dotdotdot



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