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[destijlgarcon]

The pretty people. Did'nt you always want to be a pretty person. You sit in your cafs and stare rustically out of the window looking at the pretty people. Notice how you see your reflection in the window? You see, you're out there, you are pretty, you've been all alongt. We are all beautiful, I am too. Isnt that so humble of me to say. But it's

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[asparaturtle]

britt.
i love your journals. they always make me feel better than i did before. you remind me that not everyone is misguided, some people have it all figured out, everything wil be ok.

[destijlgarcon]

Britt... how unusual, I shall bypass the wayward labrynths. I'm lost... I called you because I needed Ms.Jan's number to cancel my Friday appt... and as usual, nobody picked up. I'm ignorant... I memorized not your cell. Either way, it's not bad here. My aunt is somewhat understanding. The day was boring... I filed at her office for 8 hours... blasted my brain with the Korn that remains damned by you. That haunting, nauseating feeling... the pre-language survival thing... is there always... as much me as an arm or spleen, it's inescapable. I should be home on Friday... at work from 1 to 5, or roughly so... my cell can tell you for sure (in the Quick Notes section). Afterward, I promise to call if I can. If not, you know the sleeping pill muffin soiree, so don't be offended.
Yours,
~ Cheshire