Ocupation: Author
Life: b. October 17, 1971
Birthday: October 17
So we forgive each other?" The crooked smile climbs up one more time. "Again?" And I look right into his eyes, right into him as far as I can see, because I want him to hear me, I want him to hear me with everything I mean and feel and say. "Always," I say to him. "Every time.
topic: Mean, Eye, Forgiving, Crooked Smiles, Want Him