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chicken. with 40 cloves of garlic.
he said he wouldn't kiss me, wouldn't come near.
when that is all he really wants to do.
he hates garlic with a passion; i love it with the same.
it could be a metaphor. for this thing that is us.

i want to be there tonight. bad.

i want to be showered with affection.

i want to connect and be okay with everything.


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sunshine & italian pop. i feel like escaping, eloping. cinemo paradiso. SOMETHING, give me SOMETHING. it's easter in the world; waiting game in these parts. a med cruise was suggested & linked & i'm thinking how ancient, how charming, how him. practical considerations on my part (access?) & a smile for the mere idea. something makes me think it's ( Read more... )

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