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I see you when you're reading the roller coaster ride goes on forever and I am always getting on and getting off... the emotional roller coaster, that is... even if, for the moment, most of the rolling is in my mind and based on memories and fantasies and vicarious thrills borrowed openly and stolen secretly from writers who have more going on in their lives than I do... and even if I don't always find the words to express what is going on inside, candora has a wonderful fantasy life... that is why you probably don't know just how lonely it is in front of this screen... and yet, I look down at the new counter toys I found (thanks again to Neb), I can see sometimes I am not as alone as I feel and then, seeing that little number 2 or more, I don't feel as alone as I felt before I saw that little number two... but on the other hand, seeing the number 1 for a while can be very lonely and I hope to see any other number than the number 1 (cuz one is the loneliest number that I ever knew)... so never mind the numbers because it's foolish to depend on numbers for companionship anyway... but then, I still sneak peaks (don't you?)...
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |