Ink smears, as thoughts sometimes do. ~Terri Guillemets

Some days so many words rush to my head,

But I don't know how to say them
So I write them instead


Tuesday, October 5, 2010


what is a black hole?

2 comments:

  1. I loved lying on the grass at Woll with everyone, looking at the stars, talking about, how we are all just tiny tiny little things, on a massive blob, floating around in this weird atmosphere. it was a crazy conversation. but I loved it.

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