Monday, April 19, 2010
constant.
you are constant. even when we're not talking, when we're not on speaking terms, even when i'm avoiding places because of you, you're this constant object in my life. you've been this constant thing in my life for a pretty long time now, and sometimes i hate it more than anything but most of the time it's reassuring, it's safe, it's comfortable and comforting, it's constant.
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