Well... It would seem I have not suffered as much as others here in the town ( Read more... )

...It...
This is not what I had planned... This is not what I had meant to do...

The more I wish to repress you, the more I seem to lose my grasp upon my demeanor.

Maric... Perhaps now is that time for us to speak of the things we originally could not.
My heart beckons you, and so do I.

Is this place so very upon the idea of making judgments? We, as people, are filled with flaws and know not always what others may think, or of their perspectives. From an outside window, things may be glassy, things may appear in a manner that they are not truly. Who are we to cast our sentences ( Read more... )

Fortunately, that temptation has passed. I no longer feel it absolutely necessary to speak in this way or in that ( Read more... )

I feel as though I awoke from a dream. One of great length. One of great confusion ( Read more... )