Sunday, March 25, 2007
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
renewed
In a little quiet corner of an empty Chinese restaurant, we sit and exchange laughs, looks and lives. A time stolen to reach beneath the surface and fill the spaces of our knowledge of each other.
It's a cyclical pattern, this life of mine. It's good to de-rail, get completely lost, and find myself again.
Thanks babe.
It's a cyclical pattern, this life of mine. It's good to de-rail, get completely lost, and find myself again.
Thanks babe.
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