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"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

14 January 2004 Wednesday

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slated in moments at 08:31 AM

no. i’m sorry; as usual. but i think at this point i’m inclined to know that there really are some things that can’t be “fixed”.  i guess everything can be made better, one way or another. but it’s almost always at the sacrifice of something else.

another thing.. it’s always soooo exhilarating to be waiting for pending confrontation/scolding. love it. i get to sit here, and go about my day…or days.. and lie/sit in bed, under or over covers.. or dally in the shower.. or zone out at the window.. waiting for the impending chiding/scolding/yelling/crying whatever it will be. “alicson, you’re in trouble. i’ll talk to you later.”  love it. love itloveitloveit.

currently listening to: Kelly Clarkson – The Trouble With Love Is

”...it’s stronger than your pride..    ..now my love’s a deeper blue.. i’m sadder but i’m wiser too…   the trouble with love is.. it’s in your heart.. it’s in your soul..“

i need breakfast.

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