(And tonight, this is okay): How will I fit all of this into one thesis? (And tonight, I dare to try.)
I like conversations with doors open, secrets on small paper, questions with so many answers. I like that I no longer need some things and like that I can't remember quite how it was like. I like humid warm night, silent thick black phone, love in pumpkin goodness, words and words and words.
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