Report, if you have a problem with this page“ Maybe we're on the wrong side of some metaphorical bridge where the grass is crusty and not grass at all, but sharp little spines of glass. I dunno, Moritz.But the one little speck of green that I get is your letters, so please never stop writing me.You got that?Never stop.Because you'll never meet me and it's the closest we can get. ”
Leah Thomas
From : Because You'll Never Meet Me
