stuckintraffic:

By Wendy MacNaughton

stuckintraffic:

By Wendy MacNaughton

She kissed me…and she tasted like New York. She tasted like coffee and bacon, and she tasted like longing and rain on the hot sidewalk.
I want to be like water, I want to slip through fingers but hold up a ship.
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