04:20 Jin, I've been thinking... there are too many bad things, so many sad things, so many that we become blind to all the good things we already have in our lives.
My feelings for you have never changed. Even if you still like to spend hours mopping the floor or shaking your legs when you're happy or picking out the basil from your fried rice.
Even if you want to dream or want to have a tail, everything you do is still magic for me.
one banana, two banana, three banana four at 11:52 PM
reads
A Room of One's Own- Virginia Woolf
Hans Christian Anderson's Fairy Tales
On Beauty- Zadie Smith