4/21/05
the weight of words– without so many labels, i feel more like air than water. i feel more like fire than any jigsaw puzzle of skin and muscle and fat and bone. you don’t have to be anything, he told me. when i look at you, i don’t see gay or straight or any of that. you’re just morgan.
maybe that’s the best thing i’ve ever been.
recognized perfection.
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found your diary at random. stop by mine anytime.
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I’ve missed reading your writing.
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🙂
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you know, morgan. that is true.
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its good to hear from you. i wish i actually could know who morgan is – -b.
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That’s all a lot of us have ever seen. You for you. We love you and accept you and we’ll never forget you. I’ve missed you my friend.
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that’s always the most important, i think.
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Damn, you’ve been gone too long.
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argh morgan i miss your words like AIR.
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lovely! at that time i’ll be living somewhere in the lower part of north georgia at the bottom of the mountains, i’m shooting for this town called Mountain Park… so we’ll have fun. keep in touch. mbmcnorrill@hotmail.com -b.
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I really miss you, Morgan! I emailed you @ november… did you get it? Call me sometime please? 5734240420… i love you!
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He worded that so perfectly…
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yeah, where HAVE you been??
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…and (in reply to your entry) you always were good at being you.
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