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meow quack ribbit roar

Why do I read old emails? It's not even cold out yet. It's too soon to get nostalgic. Right?

There is a certain kind of security in words. I know it's usually more about the actions of a person, but there's something in all of the everythings gonna be alrights and don't worrys and hey what can I do for you to make things easier?

What do you wanna eat tonight?
I miss you so much
Just pretztend the camera is invisible you'll do fine...
etc etc all the things like that. You know, like the fucking t shirt she made and the things that you forgot you loved about her too...

There is something UNromo about being so scared all the time that you can't say anything or do anything and it's because you don't know how but you don't even try really.

Maybe my expectations are too high. Is it possible to be with a person who is not a fucking alcoholic, not dumb, not boring, not distant, not scared, etc all the things we hate and all the things we love...

blah blah blah

It's not even Halloween yet and we're already puttin on costumes.

8:14 p.m. - 2006-10-03

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