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who is, really?

i’m certainly not.

how to lift the fog of apathy and feel this?

maybe tomorrow…

Posted By aone On 09.16.2012 @ 2:32 pm

why? i don’t need it. ask politely, he says, as though we were strangers. mundane things that shouldn’t need it. it pisses me off.

Posted By aone On 08.11.2012 @ 11:29 pm

he couldn’t….could he? he licked his too dry lips with his suddenly dry tongue, and slowly extended his hand.

Posted By aone On 08.05.2012 @ 11:22 am

those eyes were dark, full of memory and something lost as they stared at him. an enigma wrapped in a secret curved those pink lips into a ghost of a smile. “you don’t know anything,” she said slowly, laughter and incredulity creeping into her voice.

Posted By aone On 08.04.2012 @ 8:31 am

she held it out, her eyes twinkling with mirth and something else at the secret it contained within.

he was instantly suspicious.

Posted By aone On 08.04.2012 @ 8:21 am

her eyes were full of those damned secrets.

she watched him patiently, waiting for him to give in and just. fucking. ask.

Posted By aone On 08.03.2012 @ 2:01 pm