May 05, 2003 4:50 pm
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Dearest You, Whatever power you have over me, you have because I chose to give it to you. Viewed through my eyes, you were better than reality. Someday you will internalize what has happened here, and then I think it will be you who wants to start screaming and never stop. Love, me P.S. I'm taking back the peanut butter. I don't know why you asked for things you never wanted anyway.
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