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Post by amélie jacques on Feb 1, 2009 12:13:29 GMT -5
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Post by amélie jacques on Feb 16, 2009 22:39:06 GMT -5
WHY CANT I EAT?ENTRY ONE ! [/SIZE] `Letters came in tonight, I got one from Mama, ``I got two from Daddy. When mama writes, it's ``never good; usually criticism. It was this time ``too. She says I need to lose weight; do I really? ``Archie tells me I'm fine, but you can never rely ``on boyfriends, can you? Well, either way, mama ``says I should be eating less. All I ate today was ``a foot long sub and its eleven p.m. "the things ``I do for love," in the words of courage the cowardly ``dog. well, its not really love in my case. Approval? ``Yeah, approval. Anyways, Daddy says he misses me. ``How sweet. We barely talk, I thought he forgot about ``me to be honest. I guess not. He said he's sorry that ``he gets tied up in work and never sees me. I wonder ``if he's telling the truth. You never can tell; with letters ``at least.
````Good night Greggory, thanks for listening. `-Melie<3[/sup][/color]
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