i never actually know what time of night twilight occurs. we had sushi tonight and all i could do was pour out over stories that haven't been my reality in a long time. its not normal but i don't know how to stop. sometimes i wonder how long you can love someone after they cease to exist in your personal reality. if there's even the possibility of never, then i think god's more unfair than i originally thought. what a waste to be giving all your love to someone who doesn't even know they still have it.

goodnight moon.