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[lemonaid2]

Every time my heart gets lonely, my head wonders over to Michael and forgets all the reasons I can't stand him any more. it takes some time to pry myself away from the e-mail that I start to write but know I can't send. I'm sure this is what caused the trouble in the winter. Perhaps it's pompous for me to say that I have no doubt he would do

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[wonderkunt]

Heh. I feel like we're supposed to sit around and watch girl movies and eat ice cream and try to not think about the boys of our past.