sitting on a small stone wall covered in ivy, 1h30
17 March 2010
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. . . . . " He sent me an email finally last night when my friends were over. We talked a bit later. It's a long story but in the end poor buddy had to bear a lot of the quiet crazy that came out of me. And I was left wanting so badly to be able to know what it's like to wake up next to someone you love. And I felt so reduced and empty and sure that I'm never going to.
I've been thinking a lot about giving up these days. Not just on Paris; everything. I just don't know what I'm expecting to find anymore. I feel like I've walked away from everyone I've ever meant anything to in search of something that I'm more and more sure I'll never find. "
He liked the CD, though. The imperceptible shine of a vaguely silver lining.
17 March 2010
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. . . . . " He sent me an email finally last night when my friends were over. We talked a bit later. It's a long story but in the end poor buddy had to bear a lot of the quiet crazy that came out of me. And I was left wanting so badly to be able to know what it's like to wake up next to someone you love. And I felt so reduced and empty and sure that I'm never going to.
I've been thinking a lot about giving up these days. Not just on Paris; everything. I just don't know what I'm expecting to find anymore. I feel like I've walked away from everyone I've ever meant anything to in search of something that I'm more and more sure I'll never find. "
He liked the CD, though. The imperceptible shine of a vaguely silver lining.
boys are so worthless. enjoy france dammit! be reminded of the post office/cat lady in paris je t'aime who believes paris falls in love with her. and shes like 50. youll be fine!!!!!!!! i love you.
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