Last night, while I was making an attempt to get some sleep, I woke up 4 or 5 times. And, each time inbetween, I dreamt of war, and my brother.
*sigh*
I'll write more later, most likely after classes are done for the day.
Thanks to God that my spring break is next week.
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Once in a while, after life has been passing you by, you're forced to wake up.
Your dreams fade, and life seems to go on without taking your shattered heart into account.
But there is always hope.
love my baby.
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