isn't it amazing how just when you forget about people, or stop caring that they even exist (not to sound mean...) they just POP back into your life and it kind of makes you smile...
i've had a couple of days like that.
that's all.
xo alice.
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"there is no beautifier of complexion or form or behaviour like the wish to scatter joy and not pain around us" -ralph waldo emerson
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1 comment:
Gah! I'm so bad with that. It's like I have long-term memory loss with friends. My entire life, everyone I know I just met. Why is it so hard to keep in touch?
PS. I'm glad you like the quasiworld. Validation is so nice, no?
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