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The Journal of Emily Davidson always stuck
08/08/2004 05:09 a.m.
i hate that no matter what happens
i'm always stuck
missing/remembering/crying over
you
*
there are some nights
where i want nothing more but to be drunk and
in your arms
happy, lovesick
and plenty of other emotions that you could never truly
make me feel
*
i can't write tonight.
i'm lonely/alone.
blah.
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