Pulling off my fingernails
and asking him to look longer
so he could see the moons.
I am sorting through old school papers. I am so sentimental that beyond my scapbooks and photoalbums, I could take all these papers with me to my grave. It's really hard to throw away past anything! What if I need these papers as reference for future assignments? (doubtful) What if I forgot to save these on my computer? (like I need to look at these again) Throwing away these papers will not make them disappear in my mind...but it is nice to find an old poem or definition that I forgot about. forgot how I felt.

written by ross ruff.
during my last semester at pitt.
3 comments:
toga partay soon?
hahah. yes, with our gladiator sandals if you will :)
ill fly the kite.
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