今でも青は澄んでいる

the feminine urge to kiss a man's neck

[ text ID: I am sitting at my kitchen table waiting for my lover to arrive with lettuce and tomatoes and rum and sherry wine and a big floury loaf of bread in the fading sunlight. Coffee is percolating gently, and my mood is mellow. I have been very happy lately, just wallowing in it selfishly, knowing it will not last very long, which is all the more reason to enjoy it now. I suppose life always ends badly for almost everybody. We must have long fingers and catch at whatever we can while it is passing near us. ]

something about crowds singing in unison at concerts that leaves my entire existence awestruck. its the the most human thing ever.

id: Text reads in all caps "I don't thinks love will fix everything, but sometimes I wish there was someone to hold my hand while I sit in my sour little pool of misery, and after a while say come on, you know I will sit with you forever if you want, but I can tell you about a garden where sweet things grow, hanging low because the happiness is so heavy, remember sweet things, and I would say remind me, and he would, again, and again, and again, describe all the loveliness still left in the world, until I forgot about where I was sitting, until the garden grew around us, slowly, so while I was still sitting in my sour little pool of misery, at least the view was lovely, and at least someone was holding my hand." /end id.

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