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October 24, 2010
I have a bad feeling.

I wish I had sewn protection symbols into your pockets, even though you'd be mad if you ever found them. And at the same time, I wish I had never learned protection symbols at all. Ignorance is bliss.

Temporary. That's how I look at us now. Isn't that silly? We're husband and wife, but I see us ending somewhere down the line. As much as I fought it, I have come to accept that the end will be my fault. Somehow, in someway, my fault. Just like everything else.

I don't want to be temporary.