index | archives | notes Thursday, Nov. 10, 2005 9:33 p.m. << [ You Are What You're Running From ] >> Today I talked to a girl I haven't spoken to in seven months. She left a long time ago and I thought she was gone for good, when the truth was that no one wanted to make the first move. And either way, I don't think I'll ever forgive him, this boy who calls himself my friend and her friend, I don't think I'll forgive him for refusing to go because it was "too difficult". I did the right thing for once. She smells just like I remember. << | x | >> whatiscopyright.org