I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.
Still…
October 22, 2008That part of my life ceased to haunt me in my dreams. But last night, the dream was clear. Just like the old times.
Sometimes, I wish I could exist in that dream…
Wish.
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