92 degrees
Be careful not to say those words that may soon become your private altar. I had said them many times before, dropping them like coins into a wishing well, hoping they would make me come true...
Will I cherish you, adore you, make way for you, make myself better for you, look at you and always see you, tell you the truth? And if love is not those things, then what things?
You want love to be like this everyday don't you? 92 degrees even in the shade. This intensity, this heat, sun like disc-straw through my body.... I am being silly.... a bit sad... Lonely...
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it's not mine.. i got this from a text.. in some way.. it said all the things that I want to say.
posted by jaded fool @ 2:11 AM
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