Sunday, November 9, 2008

Breathing Space

I don't know why you're throwing away everything you have, for us.

"It's only after we've lost everything, that we're free to do anything"
Is that it?

I really wish that you would stop telling me how good of a friend I am.
I just hope you're not dissapointed when you realize that I'm not someone you can depend on.

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