The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter

[in_seconds]

"Things would be better if only he would just quit talking. Her eyes looked slowly around her- at the streaked red-and-white clay of the ditch, at a broken whiskey bottle, at a pine tree across from them with a sign advertising for a man for county sheriff. She wanted to sit quiet and for a long time and not think and not say a word

Comments

[pinkheart]

Whoa. I miss you.

[in_seconds]

I think about you!! And miss you too! I've been getting more into using the post office, and do you like to receive/send letters? We could be real pen pals if you want.

[pinkheart]

Same. And yes. I would love that so much. I'll private message you my address, and you should do the same. :D