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[16 Jun 2006|01:47am]
I appreciate you fixing that thing. And I'm sorry you don't think you're pretty. I try to tell you every single I second I can you are, but oh well. Sorry I didn't call. I just couldn't do it today. Sometimes this is really hard. You're worth it, I just wish I didn't think this way. I wish that part of my brain wasn't there. Sorry for giving you the worst of myself.
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[15 Jun 2006|01:57am]
I worry more every day
or more like every second. So this really sucks.
Pick up.
This sucks.
Can't write.
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[27 May 2006|01:56am]
It's a very good feeling to know everything's going to be not just okay, but really great. I mean, I knew that before, but today I really felt it, and that made it real. I love you so much, and I'm going to keep loving you more and more everyday.
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for others other than me [14 May 2006|01:25am]
Someone asked me to update this thing, so I guess I will. I love them after all.
I want everything to fall into place like little Swedish legos. I want to get my shit together and know EXACTLY what's going on in my brain. I know what I want, but I just need to make sure that I keep it that way and don't just run like I always do when the going gets tough. I want to stick it out because I know it's worth it. Lordy is it worth it.
I want to get published this summer. I'm going to write three drafts of one thousand and send them out to various agents and publishing houses. I don't expect anything, but I'm hoping like a rabit fiend (do they do that?)
I want everything to be good. I want to be satisfied for good, because I know I can be with this one. I just have to reach into my hat and pull out the good brave good me (lame, I know, it's almost three.) I can do it. I have to or I'll beat myself up over it forever. You won't be one who got away. We're each other's and that's that.
I love you.
and I'm tired.
this is only meant for you.
so
I hope
you
read
i
t.
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[14 Apr 2006|12:23pm]
Check it. Missing someone sucks. Dreams suck. My writing sucks. (Insert something relevent here) suck/sucks. Everythng sucks without you. Totally totally.
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