Here’s the love
story minus the
story.
A
poor woman, in
poor health with
poor taste.
She shells the
vegetables into stereotypes in her long
vegetable garden.
Poverty was
funny and he has a wonderful sense of
humor.
Pancakes are
pancakes and his code for the
obscene which is a
shame because she still likes
breakfast.
The sky parades its
fucking
sunrise all the way to
sunset.
A
sign of the
sighs,
she ends.
-
Reb Livingston: The Love Story (via grammatolatry)
this is everything.
(via wishverse)
(via wishverse)
