Dry your eyes mate.....i know its hard to take but her mind has been made up....theres plenty more fish in the sea......dry your eyes mate...I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurt.....but you've got to walk away now....it's oooover....
This song haunts me. I should get some of these phrases in my head organized into some sort of poem, shouldn't I? See if i can make it into town tonight. Gotta celebrate the sale of one fo the last things tethering me to my previous life & previous Wife. And celebrate the stabilizing of my job after being in Oregon for the last two and a half years.; good bye sixty hour weeks , hello open afternoons. Come one, come all. For in the light afternoon, this large man may walk freely finally.
Love,
390
This song haunts me. I should get some of these phrases in my head organized into some sort of poem, shouldn't I? See if i can make it into town tonight. Gotta celebrate the sale of one fo the last things tethering me to my previous life & previous Wife. And celebrate the stabilizing of my job after being in Oregon for the last two and a half years.; good bye sixty hour weeks , hello open afternoons. Come one, come all. For in the light afternoon, this large man may walk freely finally.
Love,
390
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