Dec 26, 2003 20:10
We walked down the street, holding hands and chewing on gumballs, beautifully, gorgeously done magazines awaiting my consumption. To be honest, I was jealous when I had to leave her at her new apartment. I wanted her to come home with me again and I wanted to curl up next to her, my head resting on her shoulder.
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