Stories from a half crazed teenager.
A contemplation of the whirl of swirling thoughts and ideas that arise from behind my face.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Sometimes I wonder.
Sometimes I wonder when the last time you spoke to me was,
Like really spoke to me.
But then it makes me so sad so I sit and brood instead.
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