Friday, July 18, 2008
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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.
yesterday is history, tom is a mystery today is a gift thats y its the present...
They know parts of me. Mostly the things I let them find out.
Nope. The most important parts, no one is privy to. It's hard though, picking yourself up, by yourself.
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