for me || from you |
2001-11-18 - 1:07 p.m.
i'm reading and reading.
it's for me.
it's more personal, somehow, than when i -know- that they are for me.
if i have to wonder, then it's more meaningful.
however, i still miss you.
i still want to see your name under 'buddies.'
this morning, the contents of your letter were spilled on my floor.
like the contents of my mind...always scattered.
||and oz never did give nothing to the tinman that he didn't already have| ||
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