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dear diary,

( do i sound mad? well, i guess i'm a little pissed. every action has a point. five points make a fist. you close 'em. you swing 'em. it hurts when it hits. and the truth can be a bitch, but if the boot fits... )

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dear diary,

( thank god you see me the way you do, strange as you are to me. )

pictures should be fixed in the last post. don't have time for an update now, but maybe later! for now, i'm dog park bound! picnics and good friends and puppies for all!

love and other perishables,
erin

dear diary,

( i don't know when i'll get to write nonsense in you again, so i'm gonna get it all out now. )

dear diary,

( who could have predicted this? )

i didn't want to say it. and i didn't want that to be the last thing i heard from you.

instead, the last words i'll ever hear you say were, "may i help you?"

something for me to think about, i guess.

love and other perishables,
erin

( nobody has to stay, but we wish they would anyway. )

dear diary,

i want to shout it from a mountain top, but i think i'll just smile instead.

love and other perishables,
erin

p.s. i'm also sad because someone i care about is hurting. i hope he knows how much i love him.

daily reading of the lyrical gospel: ( i'm so glad that you exist. )