compie's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- lovesick. I'd travel across the country to see him breathe. I mean, how does he do it? Look so beautiful, be so brilliant, and breathe and have his heart moving all at the same time. No one else could do that. He's a God. But he must be human because I observe his chest rising and falling. He needs something. He needs air. He doesnt need me though; I need him. I'm confused. I havent seen him. Ask me who this is about and ill tell you. 10:17 p.m. - 2001-12-24 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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