The memory of smoke

The memory of smoke

Sunday, October 2, 2011

What the fuck was I thinking?

Did I really think I wanted any of these people in my life ever again? Or did I feel I had to let them back in? I certainly didn't realize it would be all my job to do.

If they want more, it's on them, I'm done and done.

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