Not that it would solve much. Just temporary warmth. If I’m honest, i don’t mind the cold. Its just the wind that bothers me. I don’t mind the rain. But it clouds my vision. I don’t mind that the sky is dark. But… Well there’s really no downside to that. It looks nice.
I have this feeling. Like rock in my chest. Like a knot in my stomach. But it isn’t bad. Its like suffocating, but somehow comforting. Its stupid. I hate it. But its beautiful and i love it.
Nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
-E.E. Cummings
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No one has better hands than me, I have the best hands, they said I had – do you believe these people – they said I have small hands. Yes! They said it, I mean, do you believe that? Listen folks, we are gonna go there, and we are gonna show them hands like they have never seen, okay? We’ll do it. Now China…
Yup. That did. That killed me. I havent laughed that hard in a while.
I am glad 🙂
You got a laugh out of me.
Yay 🙂
I give shitty hugs. You know, like those pathetic bro hugs where there is no contact beyond the shoulders and posture is ridiculously stiff like I’m some sort of GI Joe action figure. I’m even worse with handshakes, I either underestimate or overestimate the other person’s grip, resulting in noodleshake or cracked bones. I basically suck at every form of human interaction. So how about I just give you the wink and the gun.
I have really small hands, but that’s irrelevant.
Here, a giant, long, warm hug.
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