Every time a little piece of my soul dies...

Date: 2007-12-17 11:18 pm (UTC)
I'm always hurt when the gift I gave (especially the handmade or shopped-the-ends-of-the-earth-for gifts) is not appreciated.
If the gift is loved it's almost like a drug - a high that I need more of.

And I want to give it all to them RIGHT NOW because I know they would love it RIGHT NOW. Like what I got [livejournal.com profile] crooked_spruce.
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