Dec 05, 2005 23:19
You'd think for having so much time to think, I wouldn't be so dumb. Something's wrong. Okay, well, everything's wrong. But another something's wrong. I need to talk to him.
...And not throw things at him.
He's my best friend. If we lose that, what else have we got?
Time to buck up, Clar. No more self pity. No more crying. No more weakness.
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