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Mar 07, 2006 14:35


This is a true story of the morning of 8 March 2005AD:

6.45A.M., I'm laying in bed, my eyes still feeling salty from the hysterical tears that eventually brought me off to sleep.  I'm awake right now, thinking about how I should be getting out of bed for school...but I decide to wait for my mom to come roust me.
        I roll over onto my ( Read more... )

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ceabs March 7 2006, 23:29:53 UTC
Martha *hug* I heart you alot babe. your uncle rod was truly a saint, and we all miss him dearly. Try to keep your chin up honey. i heart my marthaa
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