[...he won't sneak around like ghosts at least. Not on purpose. But he would apologise in advance for being about as invisible sometimes.]
Not really. There was a sort of lingering feeling that I wasn't remembering something, but I could never quite figure it out. Sort of like a dream or something.
beneath the stains of time the feelings disappear - Post a comment
you are someone else; i am still right here
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vimyridge.livejournal.com) wrote on January 28th, 2011 at 09:39 pm
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action; hopefully it doesn't erase any memories.