the chill autumn air makes me want to take walks. maybe to the park. and so we do.
and sometimes we wear pink.
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- chelsea :: stock
- wife, mother, the rest is to be discovered. I write. poetry. yes I realize how unicorn that sounds. I jog. come on, jogging can be cool. for serious. I jealousize. yeah I do the envy thing, but in a nice way. I stare. its usually an accident. an awkward one. I pretend. can't help it, still fun to imagine. I laugh. and it changes, really, it does, kinda weird. I remember. the best and worst memories at the best and worst times. I dream. nightmares nearly every night for as long as I can remember, says more about me than alot of things. I think. and chances are, about you at one point. be flattered its good.
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I would give anything to go on walk with you again! I can still hear the wind rusting the trees and see the leaves bigger than my face as we walked in the nature preserve by your old house! I need to come visit again!
I seriously love and adore you! Move back now!
The end.
no creepy at all.
is it creepy that i come here even though i know you haven't posted but just hoping you did?
oh, and the top photo of rilla in the next post = awesome.
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