the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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3:50 p.m. + 2003-05-10 = i read
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i read things. and my heart goes out. and i wish i were somewhat of someone in which to confide such matters as i'm dealing with similar. proverbial headache after proverbial heachache. (de facto tangible headache).
i got a mixtape from the west in my post. and the peacock's spledid birthday present purchased when we were still dating. it was a good day for post. i must ship along the peacock's gift but it'll never reach him in time. and i ultimately fear having to hand it him live, for some flames still flicker, and he's implied (or i've assumedly inferred) a certain unhappiness or discontent with present situation.
and minneswede pines better than all the conifers of all the taiga and temperate forests on this earth.
whilst the lovely welshie is still extremely lovely. and calling at this precise moment... awww... and he's bringing liquor and schmokes for me.
someday this conglomarate will break/fragment/explode. maybe i'll be in canada during that.
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comments?? --->[thisaway]--->[[looks to me as though there are...]]---> 0 repercussions thus far
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