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Dear Shawn,
I'm still not sure if this letter should be addressed to me or to you, but I had to chose one of the two, so as you can see I've addressed it to you. I'm over it. I'm tired of the cynicism and the cigarettes. I used to be blind to your apathy and fall victim to naivety, and lately I'm not quite sure what's come over me. I'm tired of dirty laundry and the smell of sex and always looking for explainations I will never get. Sometimes I miss you and othertimes forget, and I'm still not sure which is better yet...
*janie*
I'm still not sure if this letter should be addressed to me or to you, but I had to chose one of the two, so as you can see I've addressed it to you. I'm over it. I'm tired of the cynicism and the cigarettes. I used to be blind to your apathy and fall victim to naivety, and lately I'm not quite sure what's come over me. I'm tired of dirty laundry and the smell of sex and always looking for explainations I will never get. Sometimes I miss you and othertimes forget, and I'm still not sure which is better yet...
*janie*