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dear feist, i love you, michelle.
i am a robot... you are a machine
you can't read your smile; it should be written on...
live through this and you won't look back
i always catch the clock at 11:11
sweetheart, bitterheart, now i can't tell you apart
these boots were make for kicking
Suburban Crack
gimme less
for a minute there, i lost myself
theres no combination of words you can put on the ...
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Monday, September 3, 2007
theres no combination of words you can put on the back of a post card
hawaii blog soon
realizations:
it isn't hamilton i miss
it is heather
conclusion:
take heather to hawaii to live
rejoice!
fin
1 comment:
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said...
i missed you more!!!!!
September 4, 2007 at 9:30 PM
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i missed you more!!!!!
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