these broken wings

[stormsinafrica]

One Sunday, I was waiting for the Green Line T on my way back to campus after bagels in flirty sunshine with a friend near City Hall in Boston. Our paths split, and I stood without company on that particular platform, typically crowded with strangers. Each time I find myself here, I take note of the especially moving performances of the same

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[julesce]

What a beautiful story. :)

[valentinew]

this is really, really beautifully written.

[as_silver_toccs]

I'll be back soon babe, and then we'll go out and shake it like polaroid picture.

Fo shizzle.

[into_seafoam]

1. Don't let homeless people touch you.