26/06/06
I am a hundred different shades of tired tonight. A hundred kinds of lonesome.
In the back of my mind I have a feeling that I have lost something.
(And I suspect I know what it is.)
Escape just might be one flight away. But what hurts is the knowledge that I have myself to return to.
posted by mercury @ 11:54 PM
6 Comments:
pshaw, look who's talking :)
(yay i found you!)
ps: am sorry about your phuppo.
Welcome, Mina :)
Puppho's in peace now. Damn cancer.
I swear. Have lost too many precious people to it.
the writing is achingly beautiful!
the writing is achingly beautiful!
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