thought 23
Teddy found something in himself it would have been impossible not to find. It is as though what he became, what he would become, was...
thought 22
The days, as of late, have been filling up more—all the while these words beckoning to me, tugging at my arm, begging me to pursue. Teddy...
december (thought 21)
i dream once more of pasts gone by through life to limb of futures to come the soft wind and a clearer mind make one last complete...
