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.
Wednesday, May 14, 2003
I finally gave up today; my favorite ring now has a coat of nail polish around the inside of it. I have admitted I must be allergic to copper. : (
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