I think about you at night in the few moments before my eyes shut completely and there is something in your voice that creates a hole, I wait up for that noise...
...Your voice becomes my home.
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- Brit Kingsbury
- Socially anxious analyst psychologist philanthropist realist. I like oddities, eccentricities, all things kitsch. I'm awkward and fun and everything about me pretty much contradicts its self. I think too much and I don't write enough. I am constantly analyzing everything and everyone around me.
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