February 20, 2014

Cuts, leaks, spills,
things that open against our will,

no one can survive without love for long
we open out of necessity

The myths we make and live out to tell our stories,
we tell them slowly, by living our lives.

~I’ll go anywhere to leave you but come with me.
All the cities are like you anyway.
— Brenda Shaughnessy~

Love YOU!!!

XoX