So I sit down to the computer at 3 a.m., remembering what it used to be like when my life revolved around the cheesy sound of a harp resonating from its speakers when a certain person logged on. And even though that person is right there, asleep in the next room, a part of me really misses that waiting...the excitement when dropping whatever
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much love gal:0)
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