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typewriters&nicotine.
October 18, 2007

midnight miles ;
i just sat there for hours,observing with questionable admiration for the constant,obvious lie.the epitome of infidelity,soundly sleeping.the slide curve on my lip,shows no trace of emotions.just my mind numb aligned with my sins.

if its possible for someone to feel nothing at all after a phase of a good relationship,then love is sure as hell much more powerful than all the money in the world.

i love you,still.