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Oct 15, 2007 22:54

i don't remember half the things i've written. i look down and think who wrote that?

when inspiration came, there were no computers around. lately, there has been some inspiration.

i love you sometimes. i see you and want to be creative again. i want to feel that thing.

i rarely like you. you make me feel bad. we tell stupid jokes. and make fun of each other. but inside i love you sometimes and it makes me not like you a lot. i can see that i am insignificant most times and what was there is not there anymore. i don't even pretend to like you anymore. but i still love you sometimes.

conundrum. knundrum.
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