Tuesday, March 15, 2011
I don't know who you are. Or whether you're a man or a woman. I may never see you or cry with you or get drunk with you. But I love you. I hope that you escape this place. I hope that the world turns and that things get better, and that one day people have roses again. I wish I could kiss you.
/V for Vendetta
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Why does all the days before and after Today feel so far away.
Seems forever since I've been here, and seems forever before I'm back agnnn.
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