How to get to Philadelphia museum of art
So I acted like a Toy person, and the hair immediately turned yellow. I had to go to this museum and the whole world knew we are all happening for reasons time to time. Some photos are nicer than other photos like my photo of you putting your finger on your mouth like I know how you miss me, like you know how good of a lover I could be. Like I was an adult and you were not and I knew it's painful for you but you just did not have a tongue. You will grow ore in near future and then maybe we can talk. Some things leave our lives. Some things just leave us the way we don't want them to, like me and you when we had to kill one another's thoughts. You are a dagger. I am glad you are far and we are done. All those who do not utter words, reach for their stomach. We tend to see one another in northern light, when things can turn blue in a matter of seconds. When everything we see seems like we have already twisted your toes and nails. Did it hurt? Tell me of that morning when I showed up at your door with a secret. Where am I? Where can I I ask me every day how easy I am the owner of this life. How easy I need to be part of so many things. Don't look at moon tonight. Let go of those thoughts. You'll never leave Brooklyn or Tehran.
-So I recently started the good habit of forgetting what I wanted to say.