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Monday, 2 March 2009
to my loverboy :

Dear Jerry, you said you wanted me to fall in love again, and maybe one day I will. But there are all kinds of love out there. This is my one and only life, And its a great and terrible and short and endless thing, and none of us come out of it alive. I don't have a plan. Except, it's time my mom laughed again. She has never seen the world, she has never seen Ireland. So, I'm taking her back where we started. Maybe now she'll understand. I don't know how you did it, but you brought me back from the dead. I'll write to you again soon. P.S... Guess what?

maybe ive figured it out, and maybe ive yet to figure anything out at all. because you re a complicated person. you invite me in but then there's this slight barrier that seems to be keeping me out. buts that's okay. for now, its okay. either way, im going to pretty much miss you loverboy.

yours,
Holly.


Monday, March 02, 2009

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