:: Thursday, August 05, 2004 ::

You just said you are sick of looking at my pics and not being with me, and that you're sick
of looking for me in every girl you meet and not finding me. But I guess now you HAVE me.
Because I was also sick of waiting on you, specifically. I was sick of listening to the vague words that wouldn't compare to yours.
I love you.

:: Love you, Bia Bonduki 8:46 PM [+] ::
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Yeah, I do check it.
Listen, you really mess with my head, in a good way.
I wrote that on my weblog, but people told me to get that off.
So I say it just to you: you mess with my head, my heart and my plans. That's why I love you.

:: Love you, Bia Bonduki 5:31 PM [+] ::
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