would you like to run away

I needed to hear this today

Yeah, somewhere nobody will ever find me

My sleep paralysis angel.

We are one silly 🔮💚💚💚🐈‍⬛

Cristina🥰

Genuinely, I hope you find what you're looking for in life.

Please take me away, Cristina

Run away to the very inner of my being.

Come get me let's run

Yes I would and yes I have felt weird for the last week I thought it was just the shot they have me on for my blood sugar and weight but maybe not

😂🫵🌹🫵🫵

We're on are way we just have to keep going, yee-ya

I haven't seen her on my "fOr yOu" timeline in a minute..

I wanna give you my goo...( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

😆

Grrrrrrrr Yeeeah

So this is the voice that Lindsay Clancy heard, huh?

Yeah?

Cute little blue dress 😇

no thanks. last time I was alone with a woman, my left kidney was gone. but....

You might be retarded

Si

Mi look...prrrrr

Yeah…. 😂😂😂

🤞🏍️✨🔮💯

You and I, as kids, ran away together across the liminal sea. Time fractured, and your memory of me began to fade, just as I forgot who I was in a spectral shade. You made a promise then, as you do now, one you have kept across the planes. I remember your voice. Remember when you were little, how you would say hello, or “hola,” like they do in Spain? Through an electric fan, your voice carried like wind over sand in the desert of time, miraculously through the narrow center, to the other larger base, where I lived in the upper half of the hourglass. I heard you through that rotating fan on a hot day in 1993, in a dingy apartment in a coastal town by the sea. Sometimes from a storm drain at the side of the road. The medium has changed now: social media, cinema, theater, art. But you are still saying “hola” into the dark. Yet time, will, has always carried your voice just the same.

Yes

With you, yes.