pens. cheap pens. the power-saver dimness of my baby laptop. my baby boo. cold mornings. colder fingertips. coldest souls. you. me. what we used to be. where we are now. damn not even a possibility. ginger tea. my knees against your knees. skin on each other's skin. sleepy eyes realize lies. swimming in fire. burning in water. shipwrecked thoughts trying to stay afloat. string beans. papayas. tomatoes. potatoes. boys. boys boys boys boys boys. HOT PANDESAL
Of rainy days, cloudy skies, fiction, Korean music, pretty boys, agoraphobia, thoughts on paper, and the scent of rain on dry earth.
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