I was not here.
never been there. never done that. Grass on the other side often intrigues me.
Sunday, August 21, 2005
the familiarity..
the coziness..
the listening ear..
the warmth..
we r all just wearing masks.
just pretending..
just lying ..
all just to protect oneself.
just to forget oneself.
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