....a perfect paper airplane.
Have to Find ...life ...is ...a— ...gamble ...after ...all.
As I thought about that, I had to wonder: What will we know better about tomorrow? Who cares? Hindsight is useless.
revenge is living well with out you.
Must be nice to have that kind of unshakable belief in a merciful higher power.
I don't love him, & he definitely doesn't love me. Still, he semi-fills a gaping black hole inside me. That place wants love, maybe even needs love, but love is something I"m pretty sure doesn't exist.