right now everything feels so fragile and delicate I hardly dare to move.
as a friend of mine wisely noted these days:
we are the kind of lost girls that need somebody to save them sometimes.
we should be in the middle of a blooming spring sensation right about now but really, not much is happening on that sector.
still, I am making a statement by going everywhere on my trusty bike and counting freckles as they grow.
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