the sadness of the seas
i knew a girl who'd never had her heart broken (at least not by someone else) she smiled downward smiles a lot and left wreckage behind her in rows something about her always seemed unreal, like her very existence was cheating. but part of me wonders what it must be like to have malled so many and been malled by none. it's sad in a strange kind of way.
2004-05-17 | 12:59 p.m.
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