what you don't know, you don't miss
Cecelia AhernTag: unknown
Home isn't a place, its a feeling
Cecelia AhernTag: home
To mention it was to ask a favor and that as you were too generous, and as for her to ask was always to have, she wouldn't
Cecelia AhernTag: modesty asking-favors
Forty-three years old, he is handsome and he knows it, but it's not a view that is held with arrogance. His opinion on his looks are merely understood with the same logic he applies to tasting a fine wine. The grape was merely grown in the right place, under the right conditions. Some degree of nurturing and love mixed with later moments of being completely trampled on and walked all over.
Cecelia AhernI cant' believe Doris's hair is real too.'
'All but the colour. ...
Alone because love was
one of those feelings that you could never have control of. And she needed
to be in control. She had loved before, had been loved, had tasted what it was
to dream, and had felt what it was to dance on air. She had also learned what
it was to cruelly land back on the earth with a thud.
Empty words almost echo within themselves
Cecelia Ahernthey worry about my sanity i join with them on that
Cecelia AhernThe first day of the rest of my life, and I’m not sure I want to
be here. I know I should be thanking somebody for this, but I really
don’t feel like it. Instead, I wish they hadn’t bothered.
She needed to talk, she needed to cry, she needed to vent all her frustrations and disappointments.
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