Tuesday, 3 July 2012

Memory Imprints

I hate my memory why do I blank for gah feel like an idiot. My dream for many years to be able to curl up to someone nothing sexual just to lay next to someone passionately maybe talk enjoy a laugh its such a simple dream. Sometimes I lay in bed and just stare into space for hours instead laptop showing a tv show for  background noise.

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