Sometimes a moment of quietness is requisite, and right now is one of those moments.
Moments. Moments that were once so pure; moments that are slipping through our fingers.
i couldn't stop reading those words that mean so much to me and so little to you. i read it over and over, trying to find the exact point where i've let you down, where you've decided to be indifferent. i believe if i do, i can make it right this time, i will, i know it.
GO. SEE.
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ReplyDeleteJust want to tell you I enjoy your writing a lot! And I love Damien Rice and I do (more Damien Rice, less I do). If you have a novel published, I'll buy a copy and get a good laugh.
Echo from Taiwan
hey stranger!
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