Wednesday, January 18, 2012

to love.

i wear my heart on my sleeve.

okay, no i don’t.

but i wish i did. really, i do.

sadly. my memory no longer allows me the luxury of remembering such frivolous times.

nonetheless, i’m completely infatuated with the idea.




and it’s raining outside.



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2 comments:

  1. "My memory no longer allows me the luxury of remembering such frivolous times." I love that! I may steal that from you.

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  2. Steal away Aaron. ;) My words need to be used for something.

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