attrition.
2006-06-27 at 11:13 a.m.

my friends and i share umbrellas on rainy days and we all hold hand through mittens on cold days. but he and i have so many moments where our hearts are laid out openly to each other and there is nothing more pure than that in a relationship of any sort. i am so sorry for so many things, but no one seems to know or understand more than him.
i don't like holding up my own world because of my own instabilities. but everytime he breathes, there seems to be something that grows stronger and stronger in myself. something that is undamaging.

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