Wednesday, July 29, 2009

ice cream.

you're like eating ice cream on a cold day. strangely fascinating, a break from social norm; with what appears to be the undeniable promise of sickness. highly unrecommended by doctors and love-ones alike. something you would enjoy as a child but seems unrealistic as you grow older. something that exists outside of logic and what is pragmatic. and other women are coffees and teas, sweaters, scarfs, heating lamps--all relatively warm and comfortable but inevitably boring. you are ice cream on a cold day. you are different. you are love.

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