I came to a Panera before my night shift and all I can do is think about the last time I was here. My soup.. it tastes lonely. My heart.. it feels full. All I can do is taste how much I miss you, Nancy.
Haven’t been on here since last year :( I miss writing. Haven’t been feeling very artsy or deep until now. I hope the amount of followers I have enjoy what I have to write. Thank you :’)
Yesterday I read this post on Tumblr about how nerdy this boy thought his mom's boyfriend was. What really got to me was how his mom called Naruto "the Naruto" in a minnisotian accent!
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