does it hurt?
there aren't many things that make sense to me, but this:
sitting in my car, windows down, parked somewhere, listening to music.
oh, and when you email me paragraphs from the velveteen rabbit.
pure goodness.
"once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."
sometimes i don't think i'd mind so terribly much to fall in love.
but shhh, you didn't hear me say that.
12:27 a.m. - 2003-03-21
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