Sunday, December 13, 2009
be blew me off in a heart felt letter
the moment I started caring became the moment I stopped. Don't get me wrong, I'm curious but its funny how things happen like that. I appreciate rain a little more after last night. Just a little. I wonder how many times I'm going to have to have either of those conversations in my life. the first, probably just once. the second, every single day until January tenth. a month.
Something doesn't fit though.
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