November 20, 2009

Who I Was...

I miss her...

1 comment:

  1. I used to say that constantly to my therapist. He used to responde by telling me that sometimes all we can do is pick up the pieces and put them back together the best we can knowing that it will never be what it once was. Of course that would be when the fantasy of me running over both him and the N would begin to play in my head.

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