these thoughts are why i have no friends
Sunday
i wish i had camera eyes.
sometimes i wish my eyes were cameras. i just saw the most beautiful thing. a dead tree, lying on the earth's floor and on it sits a black crow, staring up at the sky. this made me smile. i could die happy.
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