A melancholy evening, spent in indecision and an excess of grief had taken its toll, and sleep eluded her. It wasn't entirely unproductive, that first night. She came up with the most lucid expression of the inner turmoil she was being put through... the latest in a seemingly unending list that fate had in store for her, she thought, sighing deeply. But oh, she liked what she had written... it had such pathos that she felt pleased. How well she expressed herself!
Trees are probably proud of their sourest fruits too.
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merci bien!!!!
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eheheheeheheheheh. you be something else. and did you get any of the cake i'd sent?
hehehe..sorry abt the above deleted comment...
"Trees are probably proud of their sourest fruits too." - love this line
all mothers are proud of even their pain in the ass kids!hmmm...not that i am saying what 'she' expressed was bad.. its just an observation...
@sangee... :) thankyou!
@sim.. as a matter of fact.. this was abt mom! :P
eh??? so??
"Trees are probably proud of their sourest fruits too"--- too good!!!
i duno what to say ninks!!!!!!!!!
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