and so, she returns.

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i'm back, yo' . miss me?



i'm feeling slightly better.

but remember how i usually post at least twice a day, and you end up having to read a gazillion entries whenever you visit this blog?

no worries. entries will be a lot less frequent now. i'm going for the whole quality vs. quantity approach. easier for me, easier for you. boom. everybody wins.

plus, i'm trying to focus on school a bit. for the obvious academic reasons and for the purpose of distracting me from doing other, less... healthy.. things.



so.



drink up, thirsty eyes.





she had angry fists. clenched & quivering, and he wouldn't look at her face. but he took that fist into his hands. grazed the smooth slopes of her knuckles with his lips; closed his eyes; let that softness overcome him, opened his mouth a little & whispered into the lines between her fingers; "i made a mistake."


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