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Friday, October 31, 2008

it feels so familiar it's like practically happening all over again. oh noo... not a pleasant memory. sometimes i don't know what to think about it. i just rely on my tolerance. i hope it gets me through since i kind of dislike confrontations. it's difficult to be in between and trying to remain really neutral. but i guess i've got to.

oh man i feel so warm and feverish. zzzz.

and i love the way you put your arm around me when we look at those lovely house decor magazines :)

oh yah and i'm looking forward to many more fun nights with you guys! my friends all told me you guys were very fun they want to go with you guys next time so ya i'm like a proud mother once again.

love you like a sister;
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