Monday, February 21, 2011

Swans


These were from beloved Bobby, after I spent the night high off my face in the emergency ward. He was the unfortunate fool who stayed on the phone to me throughout the whole process. And then had enough kindness and love left over to send me his beautiful paper swans with messages on each one. Plus a million texts. Plus a hundred phone calls. He's a dear one to me.
Dear, dear, dear.

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