Wait, they don't love you like I love you
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Entry for May 7, 2007: Cold light, hot night. Be my heater, be my lover.
Today was just one of those days. Not too good.
Picture: This is one of the trees out by boyfriend's house. I like it. I want to paint it.
2007-05-08 05:09:29 GMT
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