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Sep 02, 2006 13:58

I can't handle much more. I have too much to deal with, and the more it pushes, the more I can feel my back break to accomodate. I know you take advantage of my kindness, and this is where I draw the line. You wouldn't waste your time, or the air in your lungs to listen to me cry. I want someone here, alive and real, to be what I need. It seems, ( Read more... )

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enjaycait September 2 2006, 21:01:02 UTC
You, my dear, are the love of my life.

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