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Mar 21, 2005 01:56

Once I had a brother, and we were very close. We sat on chairs together around our house and backyard, and played together while exhiling the babysitter's children, then we grew up, then we were close again and ended up with lots of friends in common sitting around Jade express and people's basements watching movies. Then I moved away, and we spoke ( Read more... )

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gdh March 21 2005, 16:07:56 UTC
I had the opposite happen. I hated my sisters until I moved away, and now I talk to them all the time and we hang out with all the same people when we're in t. bay.

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