Love is

[sweetweird]

like finding a small white stone in the sand. You take time to brush away the sand and grit around the stone until, after years and months and weeks you realize you've been standing on the tip of a mountain of love

Comments

[singmeatune]

yes.

[sweetweird]

you agree?! someone reads my lj?! haha

[anonymous]

I wake up without warning and go flying around the house In my sauvignon fierce, freaking out.

[sweetweird]

trippy.