There, There America by MarinArena America, I know, you’re not yourself lately. The pain is excruciating. Things are getting worse I don’t blame you… seems like everyone wants to blame you for being ill… But don’t worry. You’ll get better – you always do.
Someday Like the stacks of stories in my study, I will get to you and in return you will get to me… Until then I like to imagine the assortment of endings that could happen with you. …and I’m OK with no perfect happy one.
Four eyes and still can’t see… Though well-read he is unable to read between the lines. It is said that love is the sweetest when it is blind- Oh,what a load of crap! A graduate degree and yet not so wise.. He does a damn good dissertation and writes me off just as well- but […]