this morning my friend stuck a knife in my back...literally. a giant kitchen knife. just a scratch though. we hugged. i cried, in response to the stab and other 'feelings' like possible sunday twinge-heart...
the meteorology reflects it all: freezing but sunny.
no-one will ever read this...i don't think anyone reads this.
that's
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Me. I read ALL your stuff. I'm your biggest... peeping tom.
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