"I don't understand why Cupid was chosen to represent Valentine's Day. When I think about romance, the last thing on my mind is a short, chubby toddler coming at me with a weapon."
I like things. I like a lot of that stuff. Like that thing between sleep and awake, and the color of water, and the sun and moon, and the stars and sky.
And I especially like you. And your mistakes. And your eyes. And your laugh.
And I like to think its only real to me.
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