Scattered moments are too few. Thanks but no thanks for weak offerings. It should not be a sacrifice, but even if it is, I expect it. I am not an obligation or a duty. I am worth the time and effort and status. Even when you don't feel like it. Enough is enough... or more like not enough is not enough. I require more than this. I would like to not forget that again, or to be grateful for this smattering of affection. Give me full blown.
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
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