Time heals. Time heals. Time will wash away the wounds. Wounds.

What wounds?

Should L-O-V-E, something that God administers, wants us to be and to do, be washed away?

Makes sense? Or not?

Hey I'm not a reciprocal person. I don't give hate just because I'm hated. I don't love just because I'm loved. The feelings are different. Get it? Get it?

WHy am I stressed out?

Because its the holidays, and it kills, kills. What if THEY find out? How am I supposed to answer? Explain?

"Jeesh, I dumped him. He's a good for nothing."

*snicker, snicker* "We saw it wasn't going to last, we told you."

Now why didn't I see that.

You, do you miss me? Do you? Do you not at all? No? Not at all? Then you're not human.  ¶ 09:20