Thursday, October 29, 2015

The Incredibly Shiny Star

I have a friend, he sleeps with strangers. And while they are sleeping more comfortably than ever before he sketches the most beautiful, the very best parts of them on tiny ripped pieces of paper. Then he leaves the drawings tucked safely in their belongings to later find when it is needed most. And I find it funny how no one ever seems to hurt when he doesn't call or show back up in the places where they'd once meet. I have this friend, he sleeps with strangers. I think that you would like him. 

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