December 2008
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a letter to noone, in anger, to release.
ReadI wrote this a while ago. I hate someone. I live in fear of the day that I should randomly see them in the checkout queue. I think about it…
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SOTD for a friend.
ReadFor a friend. If my arms were long enough to reach you, I would. But, alas I am sitting here on this couch, and thinking of you. My SOTD today…