Friday, February 19, 2010

Geoffrey Chaucer


It's not you. It's me. I'm in a weird place in my life right now. You make me laugh and that is magical but I have this whole world waiting for me back ... home ... and I can't commit to anything right now. I don't mean to get all 500 Days of Summer on you but I'm just not the kind of girl who settles down in the fourteenth century. Maybe someday. But I just can't make any promises.

with love,

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