(via ASHLEY & DUSTY. » max wanger blog)
christmas eve, two am, he fell asleep halfway through me telling him about how my week had been. we slept on separate sides of the bed. he woke up all forlorn.
christmas is probably the worst time of year to confront your catastrophically complicated heart, all the joni mitchell and hungover bellies and repeat viewings of love actually is enough laughing and crying for me.
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