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Making love to my ego, because all the time, I'm just fine
The saccharine bliss of words almost makes up for the under lying poison they deliver to us all eventually. We all feel the comfort, and we'll all die from the poison. But at least we'll die with smiles on our faces and sweetnes on our lips.
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It's sad there's no one for you to bite anymore.
I wonder if you'll fill in this entry soon? Mehbe I should just call you and be like "Hey! What do ya have to say about asphyxia??" or something like that.
Anywho. I'm gonna go eat popcorn now. I love you!
And some time I'll remember to call you in time to actually call you. (I always forget until it's too late 'cause of the time difference) (<-- sorry =( ).
Talk to ya later!
<3
Ic