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Dearest Alex, posted on: Tuesday, Aug. 28, 2007 at 11:11 pm |
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my brain is all gummed up with sleep and thoughts of you, and my eyes can't see for blinking, my fingers trip over the keys, stumbling every so often as I plan my day tomorrow. People are talking rubbish and I have to sift through it all to find out what the fuck is going on. I'm not cut out for this kind of work. I am tired, and going to bed. It seems weird, but I'm the only rational one right now, heh. It feels like that anyway. Go on MSN, my darling, because I left you a mini essay on there. See you tomorrow. |
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