After a year

I will allow this boy to someday break my heart because he is kind.

There are three things that I think of every single day: death, him, and poetry.

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The soul of Wit

I'm a friend of Matthew's

The incandescent Jef

The sound, the vision, The 1975

Electric shock

'Care Divas' is an audacious mess

A long tram ride