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... Thursday, November 19, 2009

it's 6pm here and it is already dark. it feels like it is 9pm. i look out my window and all the tiny squares are lit up windows, like boxes that other people are inhabiting. and for the first time all quarter, i feel so profoundly alone.

and i want to tell you i'm so sorry, but i don't know how and i wish i didn't feel this way.


tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía,
tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.


i'm sorry, i think i might have lost it.

+ posted by M @ 8:08 AM

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