empty glass

Mar 08, 2006 16:08

It's a slow burn. You don't notice it at first, you may not remember where it came from. You may suspect it at some point, then chalk it up to a bad day, a bad week, a bad month, and forget about it. Then it's almost done. You're empty. There is this last sliver of your essense pulling, screaming, begging that you don't let go, but at this point... ( Read more... )

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wheredodoorsgo2 March 9 2006, 07:37:00 UTC
i care, and i hope you know that i care, :) *big hug*

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ugh. renegadellf April 10 2006, 21:45:07 UTC
Have you just been trying to relate to me this entire time, using the words I speak in their exact quotation in regards to myself? Because it really starts to look like a parrot attempting to mime its owner.

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