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Nov 13, 2005 18:05

I breathe in every day, and then I breathe out. I see people everyday that make me happy, that are complete strangers. I was feeling down in the dumps until some guy in a red truck just barely waved at me going down the road. Maybe I knew him, but either way...it made me feel better ( Read more... )

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breakingthesky November 14 2005, 23:23:26 UTC
I hate to know what that bastard said about me...

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dolefuljulse November 15 2005, 02:01:16 UTC
lol, actually nothing...he said nothing was going on between you and him, just that you haven't talked in a while.

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