i want to meet every person you know. everyone you’ve ever come into contact with. every member of your family, past and present, your old teachers and doctors, the croatian man who serviced you at the post office, girls who admire you from afar, been rejected by you, hate your guts, see you exactly for who you are. if i could meet them we could talk about you and i’d stitch all these thoughts and opinions together so i know why i can’t stop thinking about you.