there's this specific kind of ache when someone asks 'how are you' and you automatically say 'I'm fine' even though you've been thinking about the same person for three days straight and you're pretty sure fine people don't do that. anyway I'm fine.
there's this specific kind of ache when someone asks 'how are you' and you automatically say 'I'm fine' even though you've been thinking about the same person for three days straight and you're pretty sure fine people don't do that. anyway I'm fine.