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the last sunset

misconception a day..
Tuesday, June 26, 2007

I'm so stressed. Life's such a human race.

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I'm not wagering anything, I'm just telling you to shut up for a week.

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I have one thing that I can give to you, and only I can give it to you: my total and utter dependence on you. Be my maid, or romantically put, be mine, will you?
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I worry I won't see your face light up again.

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Oh god, I--

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This wouldn't be kissing, since I can still talk. And if it was, that'd be so rude.

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Tell me this: I can see you.

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I'm close behind.

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Takes my breath away.

smiled at the sun again @ 8:19 PM,




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