Dec 10, 2002 19:16
I need to write Margaret a letter. I am back-logged. I haven't written a poem in a year. A year.
You are not the pile of books you haven't read.
I have disappointed some people, I know, and half the time it was my fault, but the other half? No. It was not. It was them. It was you, not me.
My problem is this bra.