you&me[period]

together it feels like we are constantly living as question marks.
with the curve of my back fitting perfectly inside the curve of your front. always questioning what this is, where we are, what have we done, how to fix this, can it be fixed, where did we mix what we shouldn't have mixed in this mess that now can't be undone? i wonder if we'll ever find the answers we need to feel complete with ourselves and with each other. all i want is for us to be happy. ridiculously happy little exclamation points facing one another. while exclaiming what could only be a love [possibly] meant to be. but i don't know if that will ever happen.
so whatever we can resolve, i'm hoping it will involve a definite ending with a period.
after you&me.

i am.

so gonna be a volkswagen vanagon mom.

and this is why i need to hold on to pictures like this..

..to remind my kids i was cool at one point in my life.

and my infatuation grows.

dear justin vernon,

it's quite possible sleep & i would become the best of friends again if you came in my room every night and serenaded me with your song of choice.

{but preferably every song from for emma, forever ago.}

oh. p.s. feel free to bring the rest of bon iver.

gimme gimme.

if i were a baby i would definitely sleep in this.