Aug 03, 2006 01:36
yuck. it's 1:36 on my birth-day and all i keep imagining is vodka and smokes floating past my body. earlier i swear i could feel the vodka from last night, and then just now i thought there was a clove down my throat. i've never felt so sick from this stuff. todays my birthday, but i'm not sure what i'm supposed to do.
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I love you very, very, very, very, very, very, very much!
sorry I haven't spoken to you in a while.
I'll call you soon!
I hope you have a marvelous day.
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