snippets of musings in my head
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
she said i looked lost. i was. very.
she said that i looked like i was looking for something in my coffee but i couldn't find it there. she said it doesn't seem i'll find it there.
either i'm that transparent or she knows me too well.
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