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Saturday, January 26, 2013
Words. So heavy. Yet so useless. Just words. They could mean as much or as little as the speaker may intend. But at the end of the day that's all they are. Empty. Whether promises made or feelings shared. They're just words. Nothing to back them up. No contractual obligation. Futile by themselves. Like dates. Which are just numbers. Stupid words.
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