I still remember
your breath sweet like oranges
and your fingers bitter like their rinds.

bloggin from our new kitchen table whaddup!?!?1 and well i feel like a real human. i am no longer couch slouchin i am back-straight-head-up-shoulders-back real life adult human. well but then i eat applesauce and i feel like a baby again. oh well. back to important and responsible adult life times. bed around midnight!? how sad, katie.