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Apr 09, 2006 15:53

When I was 6 I craved attention. When my parents were too busy I would cry. But what one might call a brat, another might call a needy child. At dinner, I’d hide my extra pieces of chicken under heaps of rice, thinking my mother would never know I had not eaten my protein. Before school, at breakfast, I’d have a glass of that disgusting orange “ ( Read more... )

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sleeps4dreams April 12 2006, 01:45:57 UTC
i'm glad you think so :] <3

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theglorybox April 22 2006, 04:08:23 UTC
it's so fucking mind-blowing how much of an INCREDIBLE writer you are. i can't believe you remember all of that. that made me so happy.........your writing is truly amazing. wow.

i love you

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sleeps4dreams April 25 2006, 00:23:05 UTC
thank you, I really really appreciate that, especially coming from you...my best friend after all these years..STILL. as soon as all these lovely SAT, SAT II, and AP shindigs are over, we're going to have an exclusive play-date slumber-party and cook healthy food [or pretend to, in my case] and be the best of friends again. :]

I'm going to live in Spain all July. Bye New York.

i love you more sweet pea on a honey oak tree

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