Tuesday, June 4, 2013

the new texring

hey...

that's my text. I have your number. But I can't handle actually talking to you.

there's so much I want to share with you. The wind I hear is the only sound in my ears. Its so quiet here. I want to go to Paris with you.

it is in Paris that my internal clock is in sync with the time kept by everything in the city.

I am in sync with Paris. I am in sync with you.

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