back track part 2

let us continue...

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01/28/2004

men really do love the chase. but when it's over, all taht is left to say is... "aloha love."

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xx/xx/2004

be at peace. for the swift sun's fiery locks have once again dissipated the last remnants of darkness the feeble night hastily left. a new day has begun.

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01/24/2004

shouldn't it be sweet anythings instead of sweet nothings? or at the very least sweet somethings? is it sensible to label an exchange of endearing words to be so menial?

yet there is indeed something utterly romantic about being saccharine while being aloof and coy to the point of being insignificant. but not so infinitesimal that one fails to earn the notice he seeks. after all, isn't that the purpose of sweet nothings, anythings, somethings?

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xx/xx/2004

i am gray amongst the swell of black and white, aimless in the puddle of my uncanny creation, my very own utopian limbo.

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xx/xx/2004

i traverse a sea of li'l and big undulations of turmoil, and you are the balance that the boat of my life needs to keep it from capsizing.