Sunday, August 23, 2009

The entrance.

There are times in my life when I desire silence and company at the same time. Only certain people I know can provide me this. Sometimes I can barely deal with myself and my own thoughts, let alone humor someone else's sense of self. It's still too early to tell whether or not I'm ok with my selfish tendencies.

She held on and wouldn't let go. It was probably nothing more to her than a reflex.

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