"Sometimes I want to call you, but I know you won't be there."
I can't write today. Today is a bad day. Last night was a bad night. I just kept listening to three songs: "How deep is your love" by The Bee Gees, " "Through the Years" and "She Believes in Me" by Kenny Rogers. I sang last night. I sang for hours until Dan told me to stop as I was giving him a headache. I got pissed.
I never thought I would go this long without seeing my brother and sister ... but it's so hard for me to be in Westchester. We don't have a place - just for us - to spend time together.
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You poor, poor thing. I'm so sorry.
i wish i could take some of your ache away
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