My car is gone. Like, for good...I'm sad. But I thinkI'll be okay. I get too attached to material objects, and then I actually start feeling bad for them, and worrying about their feelings...I thought I'd get over this when I hit about 14, but I guess not. I haven't cried, yet, but I assume it's coming. Sigh...
-megan.
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1 comment:
you cant have happy without sorrow, you need the contrast.
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