Sculpting a love in my mind. A futile endevour at present and one that tugs at the fibres of my being. Dragging the miles back home. But I have no home, now. Only a couple of couches and a bed or two around the world where I sometimes sleep.
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I wasn't sure if you wanted me to inform anyone of you lj. I assumed you e-mailed/messaged those who matter.
hope you are well x
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Yeah, the air is pretty thick. Could be that.
You can let the people whom i want to know, know. You know who they are.
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