It's 4:30 am, I'll be heading to bed soon. Probadly wake up about 10:30-11:00am. Putz around, check for new mail, scratch, etc. I don't forsee it to be an eventful day for me. I might get a cake, I did get a card from my aunt... who was especially generous to me. Most people get a special dinner, but... today just dosent feel special to me. Maybe
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And I can't claim to see
What makes you feel so old
Under all these reveries
I can't tell you what to see
And I won't tell you what to hold
But I can tell you that to me
These dreams are never old
With time they grow
With space they heal
With time they'll know
What form they'll be
There's a place in my heart that can't help but feel saddened, at the thought of a beautiful soul feeling forgotten... I'll be wishing you a happy birthday, though the thought may seem cruel, 'cause I'll be hoping that it plays out that way. Make the most of this day (((Ben)))
Happy Birthday --{-{-;@
~J~
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Too bad you got your Mr England, I'd be up there trying mah best to win you over. Hehehe, I told myself Id never date a Canadian again, but Id make an exception in this case. :P
I'm happy to see you thought of me today.
*hugs*
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*tuts you* never give up on Canadians ;)
You didn't really think I'd forget about you now did you? *hugs you back*
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