Despite appearances, love isn’t really an ocean.

It’s just drops of water happening at the same time.

Me, in an email, then fighting the urge to burn it into some varnished gnarled wood slices to be sold and hung on walls. Maybe some will be clocks. (via luckyshirt) Tuesday Feb 2 @ 04:02pm
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