my sis wrote this to me

[amalgamatedream]

now is the time for life to turn into trees and trees to pulse all of the sweetness and fame into the air all day everyday. then we can lie in bed, twisted, warm, and brown, and feel like a piece of driftwood swept onto some beach, some place in the heart where noone ever notices unless something beautiful randomly is swept in and stays there a

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[gypsygal311]

your sister wrote that to me!
i love you