Friday, December 9, 2011


And each time I find myself it's getting better and better. That feeling of composure is so gratifying. Makes me wanna lose myself a thousand times more, to become mad each and every morning, so by the end of the day to put the puzzle back together.

Old friends are precious. New friends are even more. But I love each of you equally.

I want to buy a pair of furry boots, who's in on that with me?

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