Please stop. Everytime you do, my heart leaps out of me and wraps around that hope. And everytime I realize it isn't really for me, I fall. Real hard.
Bangkang-Papel
Monday, May 28, 2007
Martian Connection
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
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Friday, May 18, 2007
Dear you,
It's one of those days when I probe my judgment on you for going way over the edge, mocking me and stripping my scanty self-esteem. It's beyond control. I sigh as I look at our sunny days. I think they're much more worthy than my annoyance. Forgiveness always seems to find its place no matter how gloriously I'm hating you.
Sunday, May 06, 2007
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