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Got postcards from my former selves, saying, "How you been?"
We might've said good byes just a little soon,
Robbing lips, kissing banks under this moon.

"if you're a bird, i'm a bird" (tagboard here)
Tuesday, April 18, 2006 @ 7:47 pm


"i cant believe that after all we've been through, ten years, you know nothing about me. did you really think that i didnt say goodbye to you because you dont mean as much to me as the rest do? you're wrong, ross. i didnt say goodbye to you because it was the hardest."
-rachel, friends.