We can surf on a rocket to the Paper Moon. We could be big people looking back at the Earth. We would know all the secrets of the universe. And Everything would be brighter than sunshine*
2.18.2006
She came...but then She went...
I loveth you too, in all the ways I can. And I think you should be you and not a me. You are a part of me. But you are not all of me. And I am a part of you. But likewise, I am not all of you. So you should stay a you while I will be a me.
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We will figure out who is who and what is what soon enough. Or, should I say, I will.
2 comments:
We will figure out who is who and what is what soon enough. Or, should I say, I will.
and you did!
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