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Mood.

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Time my old friend, be good to me.

Time was needed Time was not given Time does not stop ticking, no matter how deep you're sinking. Time was lost Time escaped me Time does not stop ticking, no matter how deep you’re sinking. Time is consistent Time they say, heals all Time does not stop ticking, no matter how deep you're sinking. Time reveals Time refreshes Time does not stop ticking, no matter how deep you're sinking. No, time does not stop ticking.

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flakes.

My darling, don’t spread yourself too thin. Only gold looks good when it flakes. 

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What now.

I have had my heartbroken, finally, by someone worth aching for. That’s surely a big step in the right direction. For now, I shall wait for this numbness to pass. Time as we all know does not stop ticking, no matter how deep you feel you're sinking.  

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Some paths cross again, but not everyone is meant to stay. Seasons change so that we can grow.

A.J

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...which left me longing for the days when sunlight stretched so far and wrapped so warmly; for the days soaked in gold.

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But first, I have our story to tell. I’ll send it to the stars for they tell me they know where you are.

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And the things that were to come are too fantastic not to tell.

Jack Kerouac, On the Road. 

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My darlings,

Here you will find some things I have thought, about people I love and the memories I treasure most. 

These words and photos are all mine, as are the stories behind them.

Welcome. 

With love always,

Alice.

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