milkgrrl

there’s this picture of some rooftops in new york and over the rooftops there’s this rainbow like a question mark lying on its side like it’s not even sure that it should be a rainbow, it’s like when you exhale by accident really softly on birthday candles and the flames ripple a little and everyone thinks you made your wish even though it was just a mistake, it’s a rainbow like that, like it happened by mistake and the picture reminds me of this one day when i was looking out the window of ms. azeglio’s office when i was fifteen as she talked on and on without saying anything, talked about fixing me i wat