January 2012
61°F
Today, you are beautiful. That sunshine you are wearing is lovely. The slight breeze you are blowing feels refreshing. The temperature of 61 degrees Fahrenheit you chose is comforting.
But I still feel like shit inside. I wish I could enjoy you, Today.
"I think they’re like Harry Potter jeans. Your...
or you can just not bike in the pouring rain sweetie.
-M