really? i mean really. all it is, it’s nothing. i mean, it’s something. but nothing really. we’re just these asteroids out there in space orbiting, fuck, i don’t know what, the sun i guess. and we’re just going along and every so often our trajectories cross and we collide and omg it’s cataclysmic… no explosive… no… it’s just amazing. because no one can collide with me like you do. but that’s all it is. then we’re back in our orbits. mine is over here and yours is way out there and that’s all it’s ever been.
sometimes i think about you way too much.