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omg, you are a tiny tiny baby! that sounds very sweet and cute. i saw a teeny thing last night, and just melted into a gurgling puddle. babies. i bet you were a sweeeeet baby, too, mr. medical miracle.

so sorry you are sick! ack! i'd make you a nice pot of soup and some tea if i could. oh, and get a bunch of bad movies to rot brains and make for a generally good time.

all the best things are neitzchian, really. and from great down generally comes great up, methinks. and that sounded kind of dirty. hee.

feeling's mutual.

I just read your last journal. Stuff cold up there?

mmmmmmm - that is lovely - and kind of shivery in the guts sexy. i like it very much.

the darkness has cleared, and an old new is dawning - yayness. hope that your alaskaness is bringing you more happiness these days.

well, if it makes you feel better, I'd buy you the iPod if I could afford it.

OK, This is more or less what I wrote before, only minus the raw emotion of the moment:

The one that got away:
Margaret Fielding, 1998, 22 years old, from Peebles in the Scottish Borders, short hair, alabaster skin, pierced nipple, still in love with her ex-boyfriend (a photographer, naturally), she used to drink all day until she couldn't remember what she'd done, and she taught me to do the same, she had a way of roaching her roll-ups from the metro tickets in the back pocket of her jeans that would just slay me, I told her I was falling in love with her, she laughed, we were 'sexually incompatible' (her gentle euphemism), I pursued her rather shamelessly when it was clear she was no longer interested, she took to wearing plunging necklines that almost made me weep, eventually I couldn't bear to be in the same room with her anymore...
...last I heard she had got back together with her boyfriend and was living on the isle of Skye.

Your question: what's the closest you have ever come to suicide?

i definitively want someone better than me!! smarter, funnier, cuter, wittier, more worldly, more wise, etc. i want someone who will inspire and challenge me all the time. i ♥ superiors.

unfortunately, right now that usually translates into an attraction to arrogance. this is what must change for my little life.

hypothetically, i think it is all about better. what do you think?

hello, love. that pictures is sooooooo delightful!! really cool.

so, are you out galavanting with turkey eating types this weekend? hopefully you are having more days of joy than sadness, my sweet.

and also,

make sure the blue wire doesn't touch the pink wire...

I want to have a good talk with you my boy. You said something was brewing, and I've been lost in someone the past few days. I'm ready to listen, when you're ready to spill.