shutitdown: taking one for the anecdote

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September 25, 2006

Frowny face

I miss my dead grandfather. I just found some letters from him, and reading them broke my heart.

I wonder if someone has to be dead before I can love them.

I wonder if I have to be dead for someone to love me.

Posted by Lina at 11:55 PM | Comments (3)
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