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Friday, September 7, 2007
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
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7 comments:
Can't believe nobody comments here - thanks so much for this wonderful blog...
I wrote it for you, so thank you for reading it.
and that's why i love you.
the other way around: "you were born original, don't die a copy."
wow, you're just so sweet. thanks. <3
I never get what you mean by that.
But you still let me go! And I think I just may not be able to forgive that. I love you. But I'm going now.
Love.
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