Sunday, September 21, 2008
I wonder, if she dies one day, would I even shed a drop of tear for her?
I don't have courage to do the right things that I do all the time. I foresee the day where numbness sets in and we'd look at those things from afar, as if it has never concerned us.
I'm 34 minutes late. I have to go.
i left my footprints (:
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