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She's behind the counter because she works here and I ask her if she would consider selling me the cd I'm holding in my hand. She stops painting her toe nails and smiles at me and - because I don't believe in her smile - I start to sing.

She stares at me in awe, maybe because I'm an awesome singer, or simply because I'm...
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Its funny how much looking into someones eyes can tell you about them. Little secrets they try to hide, a world all its own wrapped up in one little spot on one person. Eyes are the first thing to give away exactly what you want, the first thing to explain everything to someone else, and possibly the only way to tell a secret without even...
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From pillow to mirror I whisper: Tell me the truth.
Mirror to pillow to me: You are beautiful.
From heart to soul: Touch me.
From soul to heart: I'm right here.

Give me the sign. Dear God, give me the sign, it's too late. I'm sure it never is. Let's dance.

She prays: Give me the sign. Dear God, give me the sign.
But it's...
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So I guess it started snowing last night, cause I can't see the brownish-black asphalt anymore and I miss it already. I've never been a fan of winter and I'm not going to start now. But I wonder, how can I capture this moment in time, squeeze out its juices and let you get a taste of its smell?

I'm not in love, I'm not...
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I apologize for not updating in a while. Have had a lot to do.

There's a book, if you'd like to read, you could read something that really defines you, so you read, and you take notice of the particular smell on page 65.

There's a song, if you'd like to hear it, you could listen to something that really tickles your fancy, so you...
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don't you just hate it when that little voice inside your head tells you not to do anything overly stupid, but you go ahead and do it anyway . .


I made an ass out of myself and complained like an ungrateful bitch in front of the one person I really respect. Yea me.

I admire myself, despite my flaws, in spite of my every...
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You and I have in our power the ability to start the world anew tonight. But right now I think I'll just go to sleep. I miss him. I miss my boyfriend. Right now he's 8 hours away from me. And there is an 8 hour distance between us every fucking day. Can't wait to see him again.

Hope you're having a nice day.



.:Love...
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Three girls signal to me that they want me to come talk to them. One of them says "you're beautiful". I say "you too".
I had had a few beers, don't remember what happened next. But I must have screwed up, because one of them said "You're different" and was laughing condescendingly.

Then they start accusing me of staring at their breasts. So I start...
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I just wanted to say that I love the last part of Titanic, right before the ship sinks. The old couple just lying in a bed ready to die, the Irish mother from steerage reading fairytales to her children, the Captain getting ready to go down with the ship. With the band playing the whole time. And then someone starts reciting Revelations. I need to...
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I think I'm an emotional masochist. I miss having nightmares. Partly because I miss the Adrenaline rush. But mostly because nightmares are a link to parts of yourself that you normally suppress. How can you know who you really are if you don't know what you're afraid of?
What I write here isn't who I am. This diary consists only of small inconsequential anecdotes and...
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