Sunday, July 13, 2008
O+ Tote This Moat +O
It is unlikely to find a person like me anywhere near myself. I want to run away and still stand and fight. I want the day sky blue and yet as dark as night. I want to have my salad, and eat it too. I want to stay the same, and try everything new. Make my bed, and sleep on the covers. People like me . . . well, there are no others.
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