Taylor-Tomorrow:
teach me how to see this years from now.
Taylor-Tomorrow:
we have been in the 7-11 for twenty minutes.
Taylor-Tomorrow:
"I could not think of a more rhapsodic way to span a day with you, I say.
Taylor-Tomorrow:
School is not like church
Taylor-Tomorrow:
I am a damager.
Taylor-Tomorrow:
"Copacetic, with some rays of gloomy."
Taylor-Tomorrow:
Your breath; my confession.
Taylor-Tomorrow:
Listen to us. We believe.