I don't know too much (mostly due to my adoration of fiction and hatred of the textbook) but I do know some things.
I know that Joan Didion did drugs and had a baby girl while she was writing in California and New York.
I know that we all wake up before we want to.
I know that blind people do not see blackness, they simply see nothingness, which has no color at all.
I know how it feels to burn my tongue on hot coffee.
I know that my legs are pale, but I wear dresses anyway.
I know that she was beautiful and I know that I loved her. I know that I still do love her. I know that she is gone now.
I know that I will miss Summer in the Winter and in the Winter I will miss the Summer. I know I will never dress for the seasons.
I know how to fold paper stars.
I know I love him and he knows I do too because when I kiss him, I do it really slowly.
heartbreaking and lovely
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