Soon to be thirty-year old, trying to discover her place in the world...
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Hates
it when my angry gets the best of me. Hates the fact that I left without kissing you good-bye. Hates the fact that I left in the elevator without looking at your face. And hates that today, I only spoken to you once, and haven't spoken to you since.
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