Love, is a marathon. That's why you get so tired so fast of everyone. Slow down and face yourself. Cause when it's good, it's is a long, open road. You're exhausted, always comming down, trying to come up for air, trying to act like you just don't care. Love is a marathon...

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Strip my mind.

What now?

...this question rings over and over and over again in my head...

What am I to do?

...if only I knew...

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