May 20, 2005 09:29
I dreamed of my father this morning. We talked on the phone, like we would always do. "Hello Laa" he would say. I miss him, even though.... And today, wouldn't be my day without him. Sometimes I long for that faceless phantom voice on the other end of the line. As much as it fell short of my dearest dreams, it was all I had.
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Happy Birthday!!!
*hugs*
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screw your dad and today is YOUR day. make the best out of your day ;D
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