Today I feel wistful for something I lost.
Something I told myself I didn't want.
Or couldn't have.
What do you feel wistful for?
Title taken from ee cummings
Photography by Linda Stulic
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Thursday, October 18, 2007
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What Possessed Me
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- Taking things a bit too seriously
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