Jan 22, 2008 18:32
he brought grapes and drew a bath
awaiting my return home that evening
the labor of love stretched beyond washing
the three-day old dishes
his eyes turn me inside out
i'll find a way to tell him
my heart is his only
and i am no longer looking
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however it pops up on my email when some one write me so it's nice to hear from you.
things are crazier than ever but i called the cops on Craig over a month ago and he hasn't bothered me since.
i'm still waiting for something bad to happen.
i am looking for my own place bc it is getting bad here.
people eat my food and it's a pigpen
crazy bad
i;ll talk to you soon
k<3
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