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Sunshine & Stars
the who.

Geraldine



Stars, balloons, bubbles
I'm who I'll always be.

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Friday, June 4, 2010

today I couldnt recall your face when I sat at the spiderweb. funny how we're both cedarians, and how pp is the official cedar hangout, but I've never ever been there with you before, never.

the line between blurs.


I've always been a rebel, but I actually respect certain rules. because I believe that rules are meant to protect and to nurture. so anything that goes beyond my comprehension I fight against. but certain rules, certain lines, I keep.


there's just too much that time cannot erase. I can remember moments I can remember words I can remember the feel. but I cant recall your face. I cant, and I dont want to open your photo, because it would make you feel like an obligation that I am obliged to carry around. but I cant remember. I cant remember.


you promised to walk me through the storm, to catch my hand and pull my forward.

you promised.


12:32 AM