Just for the record, my emo moments have got absolutely nothing to do with Friday at Wala. NOTHING. For real! The thought of Friday being anything more than plain, innocent fun is ... actually kind of disturbing. Yuck!
Just for the record :P
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Evelyn
I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross / to reach you. For I am in love with you / and this is what it is like or what it is like in words.
Carol Ann Duffy
When I grow up, I'd like to be a cream puff. A cream puff with apricots, or even a plain one. Lukewarm at the bakery. In the window.
Jeux d'enfants
No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
Samuel Beckett