January 9, 2019

January 8, 2019	January 10, 2019	It Was Cold, and It Ran Through Your Fingers	Heaven Made
fast forward to freedom	open pollination	First Petrograd Women's Battalion	doubt and hope
Remember me, I used to live for music. Remember me, I brought your groceries in.	writ of summons	The Trees are Dead and Dried Out, Wait For Something Wild	Progress is in the reach of all who wish to make it
Your smile was embarrassed. Your fingers were dew-covered. I am still smiling.	She touched my life for a second and made everything peach-scented	You can tell what state a relationship is in by the type of underwear the girl is wearing	Eye contact at a distance
Shared Memories, Secret Language	Eyes that had a way of making time stop	How to catch a fish with your bare hands	A half smile kind of conversation
Quadruple Alliance	flickering glances	Revelations of Divine Love