To whom it may concern… Whoever it is you are today I hope you know you are special. And there exists not a single soul like you, not in this lifetime, or wherever dimension we just so happen to be in you’re one of one; you’ve colored me wild. You make my soul vibrate and tessellate in a simple sort of way and I don’t know how you do it. This is a friendship set on fire. I wish everyone were lucky enough to find someone like one of us so let’s lead by example. Some day, in a distant reality, not yet spawn when this is ready to blossom and bloom, id like to so see its deep within your roots as long as its your season too. I probably shouldn’t tell you all this it might cripple what we share but fuck two tears in a bucket I mean, we’re already here. This is today and we exist here and now, as you and I, and I, and I, wouldn’t change a thing so here it is: the anti poem, psa. Thank you.
(via desssi)
