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I always have wondered how things get left in the middle. Unsaid.
I have always wondered how people can live like that...half their own and half overextended between hope and despair...somewhere where they can't possibly reel it in again...just have to wait for the crashing fall or the mind-settling explanation.
For once: : ]
For no particular reason. And that makes it stronger than the others.
I forgot the fucking graphic novel I was going to borrow. Now what will become of my Friday?
I have always wondered how people can live like that...half their own and half overextended between hope and despair...somewhere where they can't possibly reel it in again...just have to wait for the crashing fall or the mind-settling explanation.
For once: : ]
For no particular reason. And that makes it stronger than the others.
I forgot the fucking graphic novel I was going to borrow. Now what will become of my Friday?