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If You Think You Know Me.
Sunday, July 20, 2008, 14:50


I think maddy knows best. The feeling. That feeling when it rains and how you think the rain is all for you. How the water flows down the glass because it just shows you that its more than that.

And fortunately (or unfortunately), I got a real good chance to learn that feeling.

Eleanor, my greatest buddy in canoe, don't let go. Those bastards don't stand a chance. We will have them down.

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P.S. I Love You. The novel is great and the film is rather awesome too. Except that I would love to read the book more than to spend time watching it. I guess I love words and not actions.

Actions mean what they mean and words could be false. And I like the feeling of not facing the awfulest truth. (I don't care whether that word exist. I make my own words.) I like the feeling that people don't put you down even they hate you. And I love it where I can stay in delusion.

So. Don't bring me back. I will not like it.






Ernest