i am cutting up poetry in the shapes of big clouds on my walls. they will rain teardrops painted on cutouts from unfortunate and dull newspaper articles. from the ceiling in another corner a glow-in-the-dark galaxy hangs from pink sewing threads. i have a mirror i am surrounding with pictures of the people i lovelovelove. lily, if you do come to
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i've been away for four of them.
yesterday was my 4th month of non-montrealness.
today is the 4th month of banff.
gods. so much has gone on here, things too exhausting to have told you not-in-person.
i miss you everysingleday. i found you the perfect gift.
your room sounds beautiful. take pics for me.
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i miss you tooo.
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