Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. "Pooh," he whispered.
"Yes, Piglet?" "Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's paw, "I just wanted to be sure of you."
Thursday, January 31, 2008
sometimes
no matter how pissed you still are, life and laughter and memories can still break your poor heart. and i promise not to argue with lunatics in the street anymore. for now.
2 comments:
But I like it when you argue with lunatics.
I miss Gilda, too.
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