I pity you. You just don't get it at all. There is not a thing that I don't cherish. Not a word from you that I don't read over and over. Not a day that I don't think of you. Not a night when I don't wish for you. I pity you. Because you just don't get it.
- philoism
Thursday, October 13, 2011
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