just when I think things are coming together they start falling apart

New Moleskine journals wheeeeeeee
My hairs are dark.
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I know the way you think

the inner-workings of your brilliant mind

the deliberate process behind your word choice and careful movement

I know you the way that she fails to now and never will

                           we are the same.

dyin’ muh hurr

ya ya ya