i want a waffle maker.
8:33 pm & 11.24.07
his hands glide over my paling skin (a lack of sun, but not warmth) until he reaches my fingers and they intertwine. his eyes are bright blue, brimming with kindness and caring. listening to me as i stay silent, too many thoughts to come out legibly.
how can he care so much about someone so undeserving as myself?