A WORD TO THE SILENCE
it seems that i alternate between two states exclusively: melancholy and bitchiness
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Day Hundred and Twenty Two
Silence.
My silence.
Your silence. Of course, you once told me that your silence meant that you were busy.
Very true. And you have no obligation to gratify my feelings any more.
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