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07-28-09|
2:15 pm
I divide my nights between two men. History with one and no future with the other--how have I landed myself in such a useless triangle? One is a challenge, a constant puzzle, a chess game. We say things as though we've been scripted into a movie. The other, well, we say things as though we're two people who have been in love before and just can't let go. I assume something will happen to make choosing easier. I'm waiting until then. |