& when its the last straw?
Then what?
When all that's left to hold us together is just one worn-out thin ass string,
what then?
Where do we go from here?
Do we..
a.) call it truce & decide to be friends?
or b.) Say fck it, turn our heads in opposite directions & go our separate ways?
UGH!!
yoo! Someone please tell me what happens now?
cuz Shorty can't digg the suspense..
"i was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again
& tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new..
What's broken is broken--
& i'd rather remember it as it was at it's best
than mend it and see the places for as long as i lived.."
-|| Margaret Mitchell ||
Then what?
When all that's left to hold us together is just one worn-out thin ass string,
what then?
Where do we go from here?
Do we..
a.) call it truce & decide to be friends?
or b.) Say fck it, turn our heads in opposite directions & go our separate ways?
UGH!!
yoo! Someone please tell me what happens now?
cuz Shorty can't digg the suspense..
"i was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again
& tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new..
What's broken is broken--
& i'd rather remember it as it was at it's best
than mend it and see the places for as long as i lived.."
-|| Margaret Mitchell ||
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