admiration of the soul divided.

i'ven't slept. i can't sleep. no more ideas about where i am.

everything that was worded out was real,.
your voice is beside my cheek: i can feel it.

our hearts are unfathomable.

" i just think that i'm glad we are together in this mess"

awful things stream from my chapped lips. i compulsively fear that i have ruined you. but this is all subconscious.


your eyes appear in a tender regime, undoubted.



imagine the snow under our eyes. the sky would scream for us. these words are true.

2034.