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Jul 25, 2005 12:09

i love you. i miss you. i think about you all the time. i write about you [i use the journal, told you i would]. i called today. you werent home. called sheridan, no answer, you're out looking at apartments. hope its going well. i love you. i hope to hear back from you today. i hope im around my phone. i dont screen my calls. my god, i cant handle ( Read more... )

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gameface July 25 2005, 19:39:55 UTC
this isn't hard. this isn't the hardest we've ever had. this isn't hard. at least i'll be able to drive to you soon. 4 hours is a lot less than 2100 miles of america. this isn't hard, baby. this is just the beginning of the even better time. this isn't hard. this is just the part where we learn to walk on our own two legs. i'll always be in your shadow to catch your arm if you stumble or stray too close for my comfort into the way of a car in motion. heart, i miss you. don't sign too long of a lease, please oh please. just in case...

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