i didn't win the car last night, in that dream but you said it was okay and took my hand, let me rest my head on your shoulder and then when i asked "what are we doing" you said "i don't know"
oh, yeah, and come have dinner with me at the Texas Roadhouse at 8pm that night. yeah, you. any of you can come. the more the merrier, or hairrier, or whatever...
life works its way back upon itself, have you noticed? sometimes i am thinking of something and go back to an old topic and somehow it relates
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i grieve for the loss of a friendship. it was once important to me but has disolved. disappointment in others as much as myself.
other things have taken over and become my top priority and from this comes new friendships. these are probably based on more realness than that of the previous.