walking home alone, hands feeling cold. i looked at my hand in a dumb way and was thinking; how nice it would be, to have something warm to hold onto.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
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walking home alone, hands feeling cold. i looked at my hand in a dumb way and was thinking; how nice it would be, to have something warm to hold onto.
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