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08.03.2003 Saturday night @ 11:19 p.m.
*Being dazed and confused*

I have this uncanny feeling that I know some people who in turn know other people. And then even though I don't know those other people, my instincts just tell me things about them. Things that I don't even bother finding out.

I trust my instincts. But I don't trust myself.

*slaps forehead*

. . .

I'm falling in love. Rarr!



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