the outcome looms among my distance, "but today is not tomorrow".
that is the point of the story.
to live in the now.
now is the time.
while we still have the ability
to make the reality that we perceive.
bored yet? not hardly, i am just uncertain of the imagination that i have been blessed with; she sees too much.
too much?
"stop being such a selfish bitch and get out there" screams the voice in my head.
then what?
funny how once in love...
the world has a different
style.
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