The Selling of Loose Knit Dreams
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Every time I'm shown the slightest bit of attention (and these times are far and few, mind you), it seems that each bit of sanity I possess just leaks from me. Who is this neurotic, clingy infant? That couldn't be me, could it?
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