We're not the same dear, as we used to be.
The seasons have changed and so have we. There was little we could say, and even less that we could do to stop the ice from getting thinner under me and you.
that dumb feather i drew on me is looking more and more like a strange curvy blob the more i look at it >:| oh well, it was worth a try. and i was too cold not to put these pictures up, haha