We haven't spooned in AGES!hollyisamazingJune 22 2004, 21:57:06 UTC
Should have came over here and PARTAYED with Tricia and I... And some other freaky people that her dad sold a car to. We are convinced he is gay. But whatever!
Your first war letter.tricia_juliaJune 23 2004, 08:32:28 UTC
Dear Elissa,
I missed your presence last night... I've come to find that the days are drawn out and boring without you, and I will never be the same until I see your beautiful face beaming at me again. letters of this nature are usually meant for Sean... but my affections have turned toward you, my little chocolate truffle of love. I suppose you ask why these fingers type a passion so deeply embedded into my veins... and I suppose the correct answer would be that I am just as bored as you are, and that I love you... forever and always.
My reply to my first war letter.elissa_mayJune 26 2004, 15:28:28 UTC
Dear Tricia,
Without you here the nights seem longer. I spend all my time at the window, just hoping to see the white buggy that will bring you back to me some day. As I wait for your shining eyes to once again settle upon mine I cannot help but feel as though every breath I take during our separation sends a little needle through my heart. You are the blood in my veins, the stitch in my shorts, the hair on my ass. I love you, until death...
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so true
lets get naked
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I missed your presence last night... I've come to find that the days are drawn out and boring without you, and I will never be the same until I see your beautiful face beaming at me again. letters of this nature are usually meant for Sean... but my affections have turned toward you, my little chocolate truffle of love. I suppose you ask why these fingers type a passion so deeply embedded into my veins... and I suppose the correct answer would be that I am just as bored as you are, and that I love you... forever and always.
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Without you here the nights seem longer. I spend all my time at the window, just hoping to see the white buggy that will bring you back to me some day. As I wait for your shining eyes to once again settle upon mine I cannot help but feel as though every breath I take during our separation sends a little needle through my heart. You are the blood in my veins, the stitch in my shorts, the hair on my ass. I love you, until death...
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