Friday, March 30, 2012
sleeping in on a friday with you
is like drinking a cup of tea when it's still that perfect hot, like those few minutes at the top of a ferris wheel, like the silence at the bottom of a pool, like the movement shadows make in the early morning.
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March 30, 2012 at 7:12 PM
i like my tea too hot. and i like this a lot.
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