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[k3leen]

My room is cozy and messy and lived in and I can't help sort of wishing there was a boy on my bed reading Shakespeare or Joyce, am I so lame for that?

I wonder if it will ever stop hurting. With every falling leaf I'll make myself forget you more.

New distraction, please

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[pumblechook]

I can't help sort of wishing there was a boy on my bed reading Shakespeare or Joyce, am I so lame for that?

You are so not lame for that. ::dreams::

Feel better, darlin'. I know summit of your pain.

[k3leen]

Thanks, Andy. Yeah, it's just...ickiness.