and it goes on and on, this ragged phantom caravan. relationships blossom or implode like tiny novas, shaking us to our very cores. and nothing changes and yet it's all different.
i wonder who we will be next time...
ghost
Sunday, November 22, 2009
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2 comments:
i'm excited to see who we are too, friend.
it's nice to see your face around here again.
its nice to be back.
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