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May 19th, 2002I bought my tickets. *nervous*
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Read the rest of this entry »Yesterday, I went to Dallas. Partly to get out of the house, but still with some agenda in mind — I was to purchase "The Perks of Being a Wallflower" by Stephen Chbosky.
I first went to Half Price Books. Opening their first store in a converted laundromat, Half Price Books sells and resells new and [...]
Weird dreams.
I think I'm going back to bed.
naked. party. play. kids everywhere. running around in my boxers. I didn't know anyone was coming over. huge party. news crews. house turned into a theater. i tried to hide…
crouched down in the corner.. some old lady saw me and thought I was wierd… everyone looked at me as i slipped out the door and [...]
It keeps getting better and better. Everyday. It's amazing.
Somehow, deep inside of me, I just KNOW that, even when I can do so on a regular basis, I'll still want to kiss her and hold her as badly as I do now.