“The world is too fragile for people to be untrue. There’s too much at stake, and life’s too short for lies.”
I could stand here all night trying to convince you,
but what good would that do?
My offer stands, and you must choose.
the ordering of objects couldn’t hide what’s missing.
... love is not these belongings that surround you,
though there’s meaning in the memories they hold.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map