(I should so be studying right now).
Sunday, March 27, 2011
A canvas splattered with paint (stressors)
I think if it's been a year and a half and we aren't at each others' throats that that is a happy sign. If we couldn't last a semester without one another, if the slightest distance was so horrific and disturbing, what was the point? What does that say about our security with one another? Our self-esteem?
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