"I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day."

Saturday, June 2, 2012

I miss your face. I often wake up to wondering where you are. Do you still look the same? Have we met again? Something like that, you'd think I'd know about, I'd feel, right? Well I'm searching.
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