Galoshes [Not Sad]

September 17, 2012 — Leave a comment

I cried all of these tears and now I don’t know what to do with them.

I suppose if you really want me to quantify it, I guess I cried all of these ounces of tears.

17 of them to be exact.

And still, I don’t know what to do with them.

After mixing all the sad ones with the happy ones and the complacent ones

I’ve decided I love them all.

They’re mine.

All of them.

Mine.

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