for the last time you were seeing the light of day; - not the endless horror behind the day’s untroubled face: (…) my soul was sobbing so sweetly, waiting so oddly, wanting thyself and myself, betrothed to thyself, to be laid in the grave
I'm not a random anon but I'm sending you something to your inbox anyway! I am glad I know you. You're the kind of teen that John writes about: Clever, smart, deep with layers, and overall fantastic. Thanks for being my friend Julia.
DJ, if you dont mind i would like you to drive all the way to my house so i can give you a big hug.
but seriously thank you so much DJ and im glad we are friends!!! and hopefully we will say friends for a long time and get to see each other someday :)