Friday, May 14, 2010

When I was a bit younger and it would rain during the night, I would pretend that outside was this, not the pavement or the houses. The rain and wind were the ocean and I was here, just me. It seemed pure and was more comforting than most thoughts. Well I want to be there again. Somthing has changed since and I no longer seem to have the compassion I once had.
I want to be good again

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