Monday, February 14, 2005
pickle
i was literally in a pickle last night and it's so clear soemtimes and most of the time it's not. it's so delicious, all the time, no matter who's there and that is the thing about bittersweet, that i can like them so much individually and know all the same that it's going to end somehow, and it's going to hurt.
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