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[mountaintoclimb]

This is a post requiring several thousand tags.

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[maruib]

That makes it hard to know what it's about but that's okay.

[mountaintoclimb]

Perhaps I simply like having a stupidly large amount of tags on a meaningless post.

[maruib]

hmmmmmmmmm

[mountaintoclimb]

...you've given my meaningless post a purpose.

[maruib]

[mountaintoclimb]

♥

[maruib]

"It’s when I’m standing six feet away from you and not being able to find the words to tell you how much I love you and how much I miss you that I want to just scream to the whole room that I’m still in love with you. It’s when I’m sitting alone with the phone in my hand dialing your number and hanging up that I would trade a thousand tomorrows for just one yesterday. Then I could just call you to tell you goodnight. It’s when I am really sad about something and need someone to talk to that I realize you’re the only one who really knew me at all. It’s when I cry myself to sleep at night and it hits me how much I would give to hold you at that very moment. It’s when I think about you that I realize no one else in the world is meant for me."
James Frey, A Million Little Pieces

[maruib]

[dataspecialist]

Very interesting Tezuka...

[maruib]

............................you squeezed in between my spam. >:o

[dataspecialist]

I'm sure an actual comment isn't going to stop you or slow you down...