until i look out my window and see this
instead of this
i will be here
dreaming about this.
til then, friends.
<3
anna: "mom i need a phone so i can text jenny and she can text me."
grant: "anna, you're like, six."
anna: "yeah but i'm almost seven."
xoxo
wake up, soul.
dear annie,

thankyou for being my friend, advice giver, and the best part of my day every day.
and thankyou for answering my question of "do you know what time it is" (homework time) by saying "i dont wanna talk about it." love you.