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Jan 23, 2006 03:23

Beauty makes me hopeless. I don't care why anymore I just want to get away. When I look at the city of Paris I long to wrap my legs around it. When I watch you dancing there is a heartless immensity like a sailor in a dead-calm sea. Desires as round as peaches bloom in me all night, I no longer gather what falls.

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1st_star_i_see January 26 2006, 07:38:04 UTC
i am sorry i havent called. this last week has been more hectic and surreal than i could have ever imagined. i hope that youre first week at mira costa has been going well and that not too many people from the past are haunting your pursuit of higher education. its my fault we havent hung out or talked lately, but i'd really like to.

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the___stability February 6 2006, 04:01:16 UTC
Jackie,
I'm waiting for the phone call. But I more than anyone understand how life can sweep you up and keep you busy. But seriously, since we live in the same city again we should definitely have a weekly chat session at Vinakas.

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