Like nostalgia for something you know never existed.
And never will.
05 November 2005
The perfect conversation.
At Oliver, this morning around 1:45am:
Ryan:
I want to become a ninja.
Kyra:
*seriously, quietly* You could totally do that.
Ryan:
*just as serious* Yeah.
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