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Feeling: Calm. Loving my life. |
Eating: Um... life?
Wearing: Jeans, black tank top with built in bra, lavender panties, eith a little sleeping kitty on them, my claddagh, green choker and matching earrings, contacts, vestiges of the day's make-up, black belt.
Listening to: *Hummmmrumblerumblerumble* It's my washing machione making contented noises.
Chatting with: Keeping my own counsel.
Thinking: "I need to concentrate on my posture more."
Remembering: Dave's tongue ring.
Glad for: My ability to move past fear into growth.
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Today is: 2002-07-22 - @ 7:31 a.m.
the post-break-up letter all time - is relative
He sent me this:
Date: 7/21/2002 11:03:21 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: [email protected]
Sent from the Internet (Details)
In my opinion, it was better to end like this thatn in a fight, and we had been fighting so much lately, its no way to live, its nothing you did, i just grew away from you for whatever reason, and i still respect you too much to try to use you because your beautiful and good in bed. After we have had plenty of time apart to mend our souls, i hope you will call me then.
i wish you pleasent thoughts,
How can I mend my soul if he took a piece with him? And in my opinion, he did use me.
Quote for the Entry: "I don't know." -Craig, in response to the question, "Why did you stop loving me?" That was when I started crying uncontrollably.
all time - is relative