Aug 16, 2006 08:52
that eternally familiar scent drifts into my room this morning for the nth time. back I go to that time not so long ago that's more like a lifetime ago, back to when I'd lost all control, or maybe never had any to begin with.
things have changed, in the obvious and the indiscernible. I'm okay. not all the way, but enough.
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That's the end of my story.
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