'The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say'. - Anais Nin.
These words (unless otherwise stated) are all formed within my brain and somehow executed to form this journal.
Wednesday, 29 June 2011
Did you say it, did you mean it, did they hear it.......The only pain a heart will ever know is the pain of regret of the things you never said.
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