i spent all this time earlier crafting a post. i was writing about it off and on all day and the whole time, i was having second thoughts about posting it. i guess me losing it means that it wasn’t meant to be. not like that anyway
i’ve been thinking about love. what it is, what it means, what it looks like. people aren’t perfect, but love’s perfect. how does that work exactly?
that’s all i got. you thought i was about to do another long, drawn out post.. pshh what i look like
capische.
