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2002-09-10 - 11:54 p.m.

I found these words today on a piece of paper:

I'm having the hardest time not saying, "I want to make out with you."

You've possesed me. Inside, where you can't even see to sign, your name burns - and so does the familiar smell of your breath.

Reminding me that sometimes, I can still find the words.

Training at work is burning me out. I have a lot to say, and by the end of the day...nothing. It's like brain damage of the soul. Blech.


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