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jueves, abril 01, 2004

11:58 p.m.
Music by: Pulp [Sorted For E's & Wizz]

I don't know what I'm posting this. I do many strange thing with my journals.
Makes me want to have taken that train eight years ago.
I'd be gone by now.

And I want to phone you, one of this nights, and tell you:

"I'd be gone by now."

And tell you:

"Adriana, I don't like your second name. I like the first one better. I need to see you. I have lost all my friends. I need to be faithful. How about tomorrow?.

But I didn't took that train.
I did not changed my present.

I did not.

Just keep on moving...

cn

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