saving icarus.

[this_fairytale_]

15 April: Met her today pointblank in Grafton Street. The crowd brought us together. We both stopped. She asked me why I never came, said she had heard all sorts of stories about me. This was only to gain time. Asked me was I writing poems. About whom? I asked her. This confused her more and I felt sorry and mean. . . People began to look at us.

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[tracetorecreate]

i calllled you this weekend.

[this_fairytale_]

i know :( i've been locked in the library all weekend writing a paper.
i'm calling you tomorrow tho!