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3:40 p.m. : 2002-11-24

Sometimes there are no words left in me and I just sit here and listen to something trying to forget to miss you so that I can remember how nice it is when you are around. I just wanna do the monkey dance when you get "front".

yesterday - tomorrow

you are someone I can love. someone that I want to know better. someone that has an actual personality someone that is not afraid to try something new. someone who understands me. most important, someone who I can talk to and be a friend to. not one of those fair weather friends......