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on 2012-08-19 @ 7:19 p.m.

On a gray day like this, with you sleeping on the bed next to me, I wish I could stay suspended like this forever. No thought of things to come in the future, no worries of anything that might happen, just me here typing while looking out my window. San Francisco where I moved and changed and grew. Listening to my bloody valentine, remembering that I'm the same girl I was years and years ago, staring out the window in the study room of the house I grew up in, similar gray days when I felt so romantic and beautiful, feeling like I was more special, deeper than anyone else that was breathing on this earth.

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