So, I have this flight voucher for my graduation gift, and it’s enough to go to Europe. And I want to go really badly. But I don’t have anyone to go with. And I just need a financially stable friend to buy a ticket and have an adventure with me. And I’m sad because no one can/will. K bye. )’:
I’ll come back for you. I promise.
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Evelyn Tripp, 1959 Photo by Karen Radkai
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theformofbeauty: photographed by Sammy Davis, Jr.
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How wonderful life would be. <3
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I just drove by your house. Your bedroom light was on. I wondered if you were alone. I recounted the hours we spent there—hours which at the time seemed countless. I questioned my judgment. I answered to my hesitation. I cried. I loved our past from my present. I imagined you doing what you said: apologizing to all of my friends and to all of my family, asking them permission to try again with me. I drove away. I made it a block. Now I’m sitting alone, bitter and sad.
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