24 December 2008

A Memory Of What It Felt Like

Wow, not that you can even tell, but this was a collection of lyrics from about fifty songs that at the time seemed appropriate to our situation. Of course now I just seem like a lovesick puppy.

The worst thing of all though was not the months and months of tears, or the spelling mistake, or the fact that the "In Your Hands" page got a bit fucked in the manufacturing process. It was that late one night, when Donny had called me to go visit him for unnamely activities, he told m that he never read the card, only used it for my number.


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