WOULDN'T LIFE BE PERFECT IF SWEATPANTS WERE SEXY, MONDAYS WERE FUN, JUNK FOOD DIDN'T MAKE YOU FAT, GIRLS DIDN'T CAUSE SO MUCH DRAMA, GUYS WEREN'T SO CONFUSING AND GOODBYES ONLY MEANT UNTIL TOMORROW?

miércoles, 26 de octubre de 2011

Days

I hadn't understood how days could be both long and short at the same time: long to live through, maybe, but so drawn out that they ended up flowing into one another. They lost their names. Only "yesterday" and "tomorrow" still had any meaning for me.

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