ceci ne peut pas probablement être ma vie
We were driving in your car, as I listened to you speak. Gradually i realized that your words ran together, in my clouded uncaring. Although they were verbose, I found no worth in your sentences.
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He shaved his head. Ironic that I wish he would shave everywhere but there, but he has to do the opposite. Why am I still here? I dont want a him. So why do I find it so hard to leave?
I just wish I could rewind my life sometimes. Or fast it forward. Something.
I dont want this.
Things not wanted can and often should be cast away. Be well.
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i have it on disk. some of it at least. i’ve got my other incarnations on my computer. *hugs* keep your chin up katie… it will get better, someday. i miss your sarcasm and your humor.
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I so wish I too could rewind my life at times, but im sure i would repeat half the things i wish i didnt do to begin with.
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beer would be nice. Since I drink beer now and all. we’ll see each other soon – Jessi and I need to visit. Or you need to visit. There needs to be some visiting. 🙂
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We do what we do because of what we know at the time. If we knew better, we will do better.
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ryn: wow…uhm…your diary is so new…I can’t really read your entries to find out about you…I think I want to ask you some things but I don’t want to pry.
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btw.. thank you… THANK you for introducing me to October Project.
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i want to know your life story.
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