July 2011
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Our conversation used to be something elegant; our thoughts deep, our words intertwined. We spent hours discussing topics of which I can not even remember or rethink. Now, barely a hello is a struggle. Now its the conversation blanketed by the fear of crossing lines already crossed. Our minds, which once thought alike, think in black and white. A thick translucent wall between. The wall which took...
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Stop trying so hard, you're perfect just the way...
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happy sunday morning!
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