Jun 08, 2010 12:01
P R O M I S E?
Good.
I wish I could start it off with describing how my secret is beautiful in it’s obscurity. Telling you about how love, and infinity truly feels , describing it in all of it’s flawless glory. But I’m afraid.
S C A R E D
To get your hopes up. After all, the moral of this story is seen, with me laying here alone, dying in a dark hospital room.
HushHushHush… It was worth it. I promise.
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