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these pomegranate seeds

I’m collecting secrets and I don’t want anyone to know. So don’t tell anyone. I’ve forgotten who I told so pretend you know nothing. Unless it’s just us. And then tell me everything and love me forever. It’s better when you don’t have to pretend that part.

Saturday, May 3, 2008

i wanted to tell you everything
but now i'm too scared.


















(photo by zuzana's computer)
Posted by rachelmaria at 7:01 PM

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