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Another night of self pity.
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Saturday, April 11, 2009, 6:39 PM
He took my arms from (his) behind and wrapped them around him. We walked. I always wanted to do that. It feels so right. Is all about us and nothing else. Other people doesn't matter at all. We are like people without backbones. Leaning onto each other. Everything seems so right. For now. I am in a happy place now. |
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