my sister says

[yo_quiero_ser]

I should never talk to him again.

I know I know,
but my heart has been to concentration camps and back,
bunk beds, bus stops,
a lonely and freezing winter.

I don't like vegetables, but I eat them when I'm hungry.
you get the idea.

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[uptightfish]

Hello, excuse me for barging in like this, I followed you to hear from townsfolk's journal, I loved what you said about love-letters, I am a big fan of love-letters, not speaking from experience of getting them but the act of writing them. I once liked a girl so much I wrote her stacks, but I never gave her a single one.

But, so long as I am here, standing in your doorway, may I ask you if you'd be my friend? I am a nice guy, most of my faults are totally harmless to others, I get excited in little spurts and let down in giant leaps. I poked around here curiously and just loved what you said about your heart and the concentration camps and the bus stops and the bunk beds. The poor thing. So totally battered and mistreated. So, I decided to find you a bouquet of mâche and ask you as carefully as I could, to be my friend.
Oh! and before I forget:
Hello. My name is Mark F. Nice to meet you.

[yo_quiero_ser]

hello mark f. this is jaime. you are befriended.

[uptightfish]

The weird thing is I have been quietly sitting here scrolling back thru the pages of your journal, like a new addiction, marveling at your particular word choices, wondering how cleverly I'd have to twist something to plagerize you, doing all of that and I think I got to about September so far and then I noticed all the little friend-locks and have to start back at the begining. But I don't mind. Thank you. I think I made a good choice in following you here. See you around.