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So what's the difference between a falcon and an eagle? I simply know there's a difference. I can recall images of both birds in my mind, but I can't project these images to you. Let alone, you speak a different language. I really am helpless at being an English tutor.

Through and through, my transparency makes you see me clear as night.

camp

We camped out for tickets that would go to waste. But let's not get ahead. I want to stay here, sharing this blanket.

Essential vitamins and minerals. They drill it into us. We drill it into the patients. They drill it into their kids, their parents. But when do we start to look after ourselves? Are we allowed?

bland

Not my kind of night to be caught off guard. Anger isn't as sharp a knife as disappointment is. I don't like what's cooking in here.

piano

Black and white keys spaced purposefully apart. Teach me where to place my fingers. When was the last time you sat next to someone, purposefully apart?

aura

Her aura. She was fucking gorgeous. Something about her eyes, her face. Like that of a cat. A cat that knows she is going to get fed. She knows she is land on her feet when stumbling around from place to place. She was confident, sure. Determined. Determined to be smiled at. I smile. Helpless.

I know not of the intentions of the mechanism that is polished as your word, but I crave it. Whenever you suggest we go eat at certain restaurants, or excitedly tell me about near-future prospects, I crave your need to tell me things.

Meanwhile, I flirted with him. Or at least, I carried a conversation with him, and laughed along with the things that he said. And the two things I kept thinking of was how cute this guy was, and how much I miss you. I miss you so much.

The object of my desire? You know, I've never driven to the very end of Northern Boulevard. Maybe one day when I finally get to own that red BMW convertible, we can both call in sick for work and embark on a one-day adventure. 'Cause in the end, that's all I can offer. It shouldn't be this tough to want this so much.

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on this day 14 years ago

Jessica wrote about texts
“She only sent them when she was sure she'd get responses. But she knows that the content of those replies is always a gamble. You can't always get what you want. You can't get picky with "k."”

the words Jessica reaches for

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