my rabbit

see, for some reason or other my rabbit and i have been rather estranged from each other in the past year, for reasons dating back to the year 2002 and then some, he’s been there through the turbulent times and has tucked me in many occasions and listened to me crying over the phone at ungodly hours, i remember the hours spent in laughter.

 anyway, we are okay now–and i can’t wait for him to come home.

 (there he is:  he’s not the one with the guitar)



Author: c

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