reading about the partition of India
over 18 ounces of steaming hot tea
with milk
no sugar
listening to iron and wine
trying to transition from the river song
which took over my life for awhile
such are things that speak to the soul
contemplating who i love
which is easy because i love many people
but confusing at times
because i don't understand how love works
disclaimer: this post was written in a nonchalant-esque mood. to do it justice, it should not be read in a serious tone.
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