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I keep thinking if my hair looked different that night, or if I was chewing a different flavor of gum, things would have turned out differently. The evening when you left, I couldn't stand the color of the walls, or the stains in the carpet, I moved out within the week. I still haven't fully unpacked, because I'm still hoping you'll fall in love with me. I watched the daises slowly melt like ice cream, and I watched the ants walk their paths but they had no idea where they were going. I went to the beach the other day, and all I could think about was the patch on your belly button, and how you overreacted about the naked children, but mostly, the way you looked at me when I was in the water.
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Aug 7, 2010
Aug 7, 2010 at 4:24 PM UTC
Answering Machine 11
I keep thinking if my hair looked different that night, or if I was chewing a different flavor of gum, things would have turned out differently. The evening when you left, I couldn't stand the color of the walls, or the stains in the carpet, I moved out within the week. I still haven't fully unpacked, because I'm still hoping you'll fall in love with me. I watched the daises slowly melt like ice cream, and I watched the ants walk their paths but they had no idea where they were going. I went to the beach the other day, and all I could think about was the patch on your belly button, and how you overreacted about the naked children, but mostly, the way you looked at me when I was in the water.
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Aug 7, 2010
Aug 7, 2010 at 4:24 PM UTC
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