Sunday, December 11, 2005





too many words.

my shoes are awful [but they are still pretty and chic] china women bound feet. my feet are not made for pointy toe shoes [similar to how my wide shoulders are not made for crop sleeves].

i love my man. narnia. i love you so much it hurts.

we had coffee and conversation. we had tiramisu and we held hands.

music of this afternoon: ultimate mancini [ 'moon river', because it bleeds me dry ]
it's oh so quiet. still reeling from the afterglow.

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