“You love somebody and then you don’t love them anymore.But if you really love somebody,you always love them, don’t you? Isn’t there always some small part of you that reads their horoscope in the paper everyday?
— Cynthia Heimel

yes. along with mine, almost everyday. it's almost as if i don't care to know how his day might pan out, but then again...i really do. it's like when someone tells you, "this smells terrible. don't smell it." and then what do you do? you smell it. i know i'm supposed to not give a shit, but i do. (no pun intended.)