once upon a time
Jun. 19th, 2002 05:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blustockingThe all-important, horrible moment when you fall out of love. When walking to his apartment, I pick up on the weary clomp-clomp of my feet and begin chanting to their rhythm: "you love him. you love him. you love him." Hoping that it would make it so, knowing that it would make it easier. But the heart knows better...and it's never easy.
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Date: 2002-06-19 05:55 pm (UTC)i've been feeling this all day today. well .. this month, really.
ouch.
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Date: 2002-06-19 05:58 pm (UTC)What can I say but that it gets better...the further away it gets, the better.
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Yes
Date: 2002-06-20 12:13 pm (UTC)BWAAAAAAhahaha. I'll always love the boddah!!!!!!! Stupid-head.
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Date: 2002-06-19 06:43 pm (UTC)Man...am I tired.
*sigh*
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Date: 2002-06-20 12:21 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2002-06-20 06:33 pm (UTC)*zip*
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Date: 2002-06-20 03:48 am (UTC):0)
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Date: 2002-06-20 11:58 am (UTC)I think I overdid it though. We definitely need to hang out soon though.
HOOCHA!
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Date: 2002-06-30 01:17 am (UTC):0P
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Date: 2002-06-20 08:11 am (UTC)Wow. It sends shivers. Really.
Simplicity . . . it doth rocketh.
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Date: 2002-06-20 12:08 pm (UTC)I had that in the back of my head for over a year now. Cleaning is goooooood.