I want to play your game

Jun 01, 2005 21:43

I ate dolmas and fiddled with a slice of lemon and listened to singing that sounded like a sad young beautiful Tom Waits. I want to prove myself to you, prove that I can earn it. I want to make my mama's heart better and ensure that it'll never be a question of quality of life, not for me and not for anyone. I will be forgiven, one day, for all of ( Read more... )

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aurorajames June 1 2005, 19:11:58 UTC
Press your palm to my chest, swear to me that it's beating right.

I don't know how many times I've thought this, which is weird.

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mimeynaomi June 1 2005, 20:45:14 UTC
Oh lovely Simon......you make good words. Someday soon, like this summer, I'm going to have to ask that we sit in Whetstone park, and you read them to me.

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charbee13 June 2 2005, 14:11:14 UTC
I hope your mom gets better. I send her love. And I love you. *hugs*

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