i feel like I read the last page of the book and everyone dies.

oh, and your hair grows... a little.

Love's gone bad.

And there's nothing I can do or say
that's gonna make you look my way.

It's all in the eyes.

They'll never know and I'll never tell.

Grey

I drove along the coast. It reminded me of you. Or maybe it reminded me of the memory of you. I can't tell the difference anymore.

Dreamland

Can't wait to hang out with the daisies this weekend.

Love is patient. Love is kind. Unfortunately, I'm neither.