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August 21st, 2008
12:53 pm
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[info]veselchakov
Come on, fly!

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Friday
August 22nd, 2008
04:17 pm
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[info]alekaattic

Every time we dance to that song* at Amplifer, I whisper it under my breath.
I know he would never say yes. He says he never wants to get married, not just to me but to anyone...
Because his parents divorced and now he has this fear that nothing is permanent so why try and make it that way.

I secretly hate his parents for giving him this fear.
Because I hate having to whisper it. And when he asks "did you say something?" I have to sigh and say "No."

Why ask a question you know the answer to?

I fear that this will one day make me leave him. I can only pretend for so long that i don't want to get married.


* Love Will Tear Us Apart- Joy Division. Because we love Irony.
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Thursday
August 21st, 2008
02:28 am
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[info]queen_henry
i'm sure you are all sick of hearing about college, but there are lots of hot guys here.

therefore, i am glad i decided to come.

i almost wasn't going to.
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Wednesday
August 20th, 2008
10:24 pm
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[info]helo_helicopter
I wish I could be a drag queen. I'd love to dress up all wild and be secure within that persona and know who I am while people stare and scratch their heads.
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Thursday
August 21st, 2008
01:15 am
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[info]hug_a_tree
I cried when I saw the pictures from Portia and Ellen's wedding.

I'm just so freakin' happy they're able to do that now.
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Thursday
August 21st, 2008
12:13 am
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[info]gravebug
i love the smell of puppy-breath.

but it has to be the new-new puppies, as in under 4 months of age... after that, it's just rancid dog breath.

i know, i'm strange... i'm an animal person.  
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Wednesday
August 20th, 2008
09:52 pm
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[info]metros_moving
You can't have a relationship based solely on communication over the phone. It just doesn't work out well, not when someone is so used to being able to sleep next their love.

I'm slowly losing my love, because we no longer communicate face to face. I wish we could change that.
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Wednesday
August 20th, 2008
09:36 pm
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[info]icanseeawindow
No matter how much I think about everything wrong with him, I miss him everyday because he is the sort of person that doesn't just talk about getting shoes out of a trash can, he actually does it.
I miss him because he is stupid and remarkable and doesn't think about the future.

oh how I feel : depressed
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Wednesday
August 20th, 2008
09:28 pm
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[info]crookedstar7107
Last night was the first night I've gotten a real amount of sleep in weeks.
Because you were on the phone with me the whole time.
Each time you hung up, or the connection was lost, I woke up.
I called again.

That was the best sleep I ever had.

I hate fighting late at night.
Hate it more then anything, because it means I won't actually sleep.
That's why I didn't want to say goodnight.
I didn't want you to get off the phone...

I won't sleep tonight.
Again.
I'm so tired, but I can't will myself to face the nightmares that come when I'm alone.

I need you so much.
More then I want to admit to.
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Wednesday
August 20th, 2008
11:28 pm
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[info]dobie017
I haven't felt this bad about myself in a very very very long time.

.... And even though it might change everything if you knew, I'm too proud to tell you.
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Thursday
August 21st, 2008
12:06 am
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[info]dearbradenton
I wanna breathe you in....
I almost made him cry today, but not a bad cry.
A hopeful happy cry.
He told me he wasn't sure if his story would end.
I told him I hope it does, because then it would mean he'd have a happy ending.

Gosh, I love this kid so much. My best friend, always and forever.
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Wednesday
August 20th, 2008
11:50 pm
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