I have holes in my sole and no amounts of fabric can cover them up.
i neeeeed more.
gah. i feel like such an impetuous teenager.
one day i'll find a comfortable seat on the big sofa that is life. right now though, i'm all fidgety.
anyway. i like my analogies, go to hell. go on, get going...
nah, i love you. (I think it's funny that i can say i love you so freely in text, but not in person)
x
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