domingo, 28 de junio de 2009

Riding in car...

Dear Mom and Dad:
  The prospect of you reading this so shatters me that...'m a stranger to myself. 
Your fears over my behavior which thought unreasonable.. seem now the stuff 
of wisdom. Have terrible news. 've been withholding from you. But, like 
poison from an adder"s tongue... I have to spit it out. I am pregnant. 
Perhaps after the anger, which you have every right to feel... will remember 
I am the daughter you loved.


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Ok, te sigo