And through timeless words and priceless pictures / We'll fly like birds not of this earth / And tides they turn and hearts disfigure / But that's no concern when we're wounded together / And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts / But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it
Wednesday, May 18
Happy 10th Monthsary, you.
Thank you being my rock, for listening to me blubber pathetically when I feel stressed out, for reassuring me soothingly that everything's gonna be alright.
Thank you packing up your room for me (knowing what a neat freak I am).