04.16.05

will this be my first son?

So, what I had told myself was that it would come to me. And it did, somehow, I never know. The first time, I said I miss my nuns. The second, I remembered a Colombian. And then by the last my mind had already begun to wander and my sanity was breaking up.
I only had a rock to keep me from drowning.

shi-ou-sama at 11:14 a.m.

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