although... it's always, always nice to get a love letter.
hi,
i love you. i love this about you. and this. and this. you make me feel like this.
can't go wrong. i don't write them much, but i loooove getting them. Mostly i just appreciate that someone out there thinks i'm amazing and is able to share that.
MAYBE one day i'll be able to reciprocate, but i think that daring narcissa went away a long time ago. (*gasp* daring! to! feel!)
i've been working and working and i'm getting a little loopy. what's the outside world like? i forget. How does it feel to talk to other people? hello?
gah. i should call this entry *memories of thesis*
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9:34 p.m. - 2006-03-30
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