"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Wednesday, December 30, 2009


Somethings just make sense. like pizza. It's simple, it's delish, its awesome. case closed.
but somethings make no sense. feelings and whatnot.
Do I miss YOU or the times we had together? I don't miss the lies, thats for sure. They were what drove me away but I still don't know if i really miss you or what i'm feeling is stupid and invalid because I don't actually miss you. I'm just pining.

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