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by the beach,
the swings. the big kitchen. the empty room. the breeze. the desk facing the view.
<3

it's empty now, probably cause everything is outside.
i'm dying to redo the place, make it more me, but it'll take awhile.


tomorrow's the day, this month's it.
it's amazing how we've changed the room.
but it still stays, the memories.
the mental pictures, videos, the many many stories.
i miss you.

i wish i had done more.