A WORD TO THE SILENCE
it seems that i alternate between two states exclusively: melancholy and bitchiness
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Day Two Hundred and Fifty Three
A hand holding your own whilst walking through the snow is the only antidote to the biting cold.
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