day 94. VII. Posted on April 4, 2015 by overcastandhazy VII. “i actually don’t understand. but this time, i will try not to ask you why anymore.” she wrote in red ink. that would add to the hundreds of little notes she kept on a box under her bed that he’d probably never get to read. she writes to him everyday still and reckons she’ll keep doing that until she gets tired and runs out of things to tell him. “oh, but the words,” she laughed as she told herself. she realized how she never really runs out of them. AdvertisementShare this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Skype (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
Reblogged this on overcast and hazy and commented: Looking back at how this story project evolved and realizing how the writings have not been bad after all. 😊 LikeLike Reply ↓
Reblogged this on overcast and hazy and commented:
Looking back at how this story project evolved and realizing how the writings have not been bad after all. 😊
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