It was cold today. It has been for the past couple weeks, so maybe I should be used to it by now. Or just move to Florida. At least it's warm at the shop.
In other news, I met someone today. I swear I can see a whole world in his eyes. He smiled at me, and I, like the little immature child I am, blushed and looked away. I'm so basic sometimes. But still he smiled, and I must admit I want to see him again. I want to memorize his face because right now we are just perfect strangers and that is probably all we will ever be. He was just a customer, getting a hole in his shirt mended, and I will never see him again.
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notes--an ezra miller story
Fanfictionshe keeps a notebook, a page for every day. this is a low-quality story, it's incomplete and just total rubbish. shame, though, considering the potential. i'm just publishing it so i won't forget what i wrote.
