this is how I feel today.
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I wish I was in New England. The foliage is beautiful right about now. Three years ago I was ironing leaves in wax paper and then I took them home pressed in a book and made them into a painting. The next spring I gave the painting to my (ex)boyfriend, who still has it (because you have to own that sort of sentiment forever, I think - it's his, even if it sits in a closet). rats.
This is the painting.
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This is Lauren (the ex-boyfriend).
It's so wrong that I have this photo. A previous girlfriend took it.
It's so wrong that I have this photo. A previous girlfriend took it.
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I wish it would rain.
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