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(I have no idea why I do this.)

Tuesday, January 18, 2005

A little voice inside my head said...

... don't look back you can never look back

He cooked dinner for me last night. Fajitas. So good.
He bought me a toothbrush, too. One to stay at his house. So good.
I am so lucky. You have no idea.

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