The not-so-quiet musings of a 30-year-old journalist
Sunday, March 10, 2013
“We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one day years from now, we’ll meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot."
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Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
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