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Dec 01, 2012 15:56

snapshot:

24 and packing away a dead mother's clothes to donate to charity. it's almost her birthday, and she'd like her clothes going to charity.

considering who might like her perfume for christmas.

i wasn't going to write about him in here, because i was worried it'd cheapen it, jynx it, but here it goes:

a silver necklace -- "you're my open book." god, i'm so easily charmed. his saxophones sit in the corner, a relic from his ska days. a relic, because he left the band to work on airplanes. stitch the hedgehog. he wants to take me flying, wants to go ride roller coasters with me, wants to introduce me to his family in massachusettes. he likes my laugh, and my stupid jokes. he can't keep his hands off me. sm-sm-smitten.

looking our best -- we'll attend the lights for literacy gala. i'll wear that purple bridesmaids dress, and the book charm necklace he gave me. he'll wear the pressed blue collared shirt he wore for his presentation. he leaves for a week, for christmas and his birthday with his mom and sister in wisconsin. he's coming back for new years, for a kiss.

here it goes.
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