I was reading East Of Eden by John Steinbeck this morning, and I don’t think I could help but fall in love with his writing and the way that his descriptions touch you and become reality.
I also noticed that everyone seems to be writing about summer.
“I remember my childhood names for grasses and secret flowers. I remember where a toad may
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I love you girl, and we should definitely hang out.
Love, Maitri
ps. Amen to reading.
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I love you megan! I just wish you had shown me your livejournal earlier so I could have seen this post faster :)
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