| Dear San Francisco,
By the time you get this the me you knew will be gone forever. I hope that I have spent and cherished all my time with you because you are truly one not even in a million; just ...one.
Especially in the last weeks of my time here I've gone out and searched miles and miles to find the "perfect hill." It didnt necessarily have to be a hill, but just some special place that I could share with -o----- -p-----. I might have found the first. I dont know. But what good is it to find the first without the latter. Maybe finding such a place together is what makes such a place, hill or not, "perfect."
I'll choke back what emotions: woe, rage, regret, gulit, will flow out as I turn my neck around to gaze at you through teary eyes one final time.
Goodbye. |
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| she's the dog... but ur the bit*h |
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| "the only thing necessary for evil to suceed is for good ppl to do nothing" |
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| ...so wat the heck are u crying about now |
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| "...your grief can be the price of souls..." |
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