Precocious. Little. Clover. Devil

Wednesday, March 09, 2005
One alone


When two people disagree, they can be such asses.

But it's too late for apologies. Neither will gifts offer any reprieve.

So I guess the only solace to seek is to put down in words, in hopes that a God exists. A vain, futile notion, but the faithless often hold the most faith in the moment of their weakest obstinace; in ardent prayer someone else will rectify the mess.

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Just a lack of trust. Should have trusted you to begin with.

Remorse is an understatement.

I apologize.


Gavin pondered @ 19:39


Under the layers of dust