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 14.12.2005 Wednesday morning @ 1:53 a.m. *Too gone, too long* When it comes, it comes. There's no escaping it. No matter the umpteen times I'd told myself to steer clear of it, I fail myself. Jealousy is an evil thing. It makes the ugly green monster in me rear its equally ugly horns out of my head. However, I'm glad I had the chance to breathe, calm down and talk it over with you. I also must thank you for listening to me and taking in all that crap. I really appreciate your kindness, understanding, tolerance and love. Thank you, you. Last note, happy birthday, Father. |
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