| I'm a bit at a loss right now. |


UnrequitedHe's been so lonely since she died. He, a widower, and me, a widow, living out here on Lake Wobegon. I want to comfort him, but he shuts me out as I see that big burgundy door close on the unfinished porch. Every corner, completely air-tight, letting not even a fly pass.Unrequited
Just like me.
Tomorrow I'll help. Tonight I'll weave, and tomorrow he'll smile. Thirty-five degrees left, ten inches forward. Despite his size, this behemoth is still crushed by a loss like the rest of us. Descend. Sure, my loss may have been a bit more expected, but that doesn't mean it doesn't still hurt. Now for the big one, a jump across th


There Were No Stars4:17 AM Something must have been wrong. Every clock in the house was broken. 4:17 AM 4:17 AM They were all stuck there. Noises that he didn't know existed began to make themselves known in that dead moment. Everything around him was asleep. The refrigerator clacked with a new batch of ice, followed by that quiet hum. 4:18 AM The night goes by so much more slowly. Dreams that can last for hours happen in just a moment. It goes by slowly for those still awake too.There Were No Stars
Samuel slowly moved his head into his son's room. His head rested just below his pillow. The boy's sprite-like face seemed so content,
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Thank you for the fave, and,
I like your sense of humour
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They made a statue of us, they made a statue of us, our noses have begun to rust.
That fantastic icon there? Ohyes. Made by the fantabulous ~MoonBalloon. I love her so.
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"Men look at women. Women watch themselves being looked at." - Berger
-gasp-
HHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
HAhahaha....heh....haha...
-sigh-
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See the cat? See the cradle?
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Wanna be pretty? Ya have got to be bitchy first!
Mē oportet exercēre meam linguam latīnam.
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See the cat? See the cradle?
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See the cat? See the cradle?
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