"deeply i go down into myself. my god is dark and like a webbing made of a hundred roots that drink in silence." -rainer maria rilke

8.04.2010

hell and high water.

you don't know it, but tonight would have been the night i kissed you for the first time.

but you didn't walk me to my car.

thanks again for the pretty thing.

sincerely,

me

1 comment:

  1. =( soon, hopefully?
    let me know ASAP how it goes.
    i love you
    also
    reading a book that i think you would so love.
    its called
    "meeting the madwoman"
    http://www.amazon.com/Meeting-Madwoman-Empowering-Feminine-Spirit/dp/0553373188/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1281306609&sr=1-1

    YOU MUST READ IT.

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