Some words could be better spoken
and others better written
but if a lack of refinement pleases just as well
if not more
then the absence of eloquence is of little import.
-laura castelino
Thursday, February 01, 2007
The girl next to me didn't speak, she was trying not to cry. Me, I waved cheerily and tried quite unsuccessfully to look at you without actually looking as the car drove away. What a nutcase. :-)
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