pieces of me

I don't talk to strangers. I do not have the talent of conversing easily with the people I've never met before.





:: time ::


Time flies like a bee..
Time waits for no men..
Time heals all wound..

and what any of us want is more time.

Time to stand up..
Time to grow up..
Time to let go..
Time to move on..

and, time to start over again.

This entry was posted on Saturday, May 26, 2007 at 9:32 PM.

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