notes. 25 | 07

I need to read. I need the story to change. I need to sit in a windowsill. I need to go back to the beginning. I can’t blink or the colours in the sky will change. I can’t let this day end. I need to know this wasn’t all in my head. I want to go back to daydreaming. I need to know if you were made for me.

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