the silence isn't breaking.
backwashed and stranded memories
of something i thought could be..."
-pictures in an exhibition (death cab for cutie)
yep, i'm definitely shaking and i can't seem to stop the aching. i was the girl you gave eyelash kisses to. one year ago, we were each other's everything. looking at the calendar pages makes me want to die.
i used to have a diaryland and this used to be there, but i decided to move all of my entries here.