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Nish, a nervous wreck. Plationic love, words, designer garb and records. Make me a mixtape and I'll be yours forever.

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  • Monday, November 27, 2006

    Say it like you mean it.

    Hi.
    I miss you.
    I'm trying not to, but I do. I miss you.
    I want to talk to you about something. I'm scared to do it, but
    I met a girl.
    I don't know her really, I've hardly spoken to her, and I don't
    know if anything will happen with her, but she's the first
    person to make me feel anything since you left me.
    I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
    I don't know what to do.
    If you were here, this wouldn't be happening.
    I wish you were here.
    I wish you hadn't left me.
    I hate you for it.
    But I'll forgive you, if you forgive me.
    I love you, and will always love you, but I want to see her.
    Forgive me.

    My Friend, Leonard
    James Frey.


    Sayonara.
    11:27 AM