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you make me ache.
from bebelua
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6:05 pm - Wednesday,August 29, 2001
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amazing. breathtaking. beautiful. like the phrase, "so good it hurts" yeah. this right here. wow. so... i'm reading them. all of them. the entires. one.by.one. starting at the beginning and forging ahead. like a novel. i want to hurry and catch up, but at the same time, i don't want the chapter to end.
from somegirl.
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10:10 pm - Tuesday,August 28, 2001
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Geez. I love your diary- so what else is creative about me? It is wonderful. Take care. =)
from Nicole
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12:23 am - Monday,August 27, 2001
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um. if things dont work out with this kim girl, would you go out with me?? ;)
kim seems to be a very lucky gal.
xo
from koggie
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12:06 am - Monday,August 27, 2001
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dear crayon's guestbook, hi. you don't have to be rich to be my girl, you don't have to cool to rule my world. please do relay the following message to the mighty crayon: while it's true that i don't know quite how i feel about this new hairdo, i can say with an UNFAILING CERTAINTY that if i had a boat, i'd go out on the ocean. and with that, i go in search of kool-aid. love and the smooth vocal stylings of eddie kendricks and david ruffin, val
from val
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6:12 am - Monday,August 27, 2001
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reading your diary always makes me smile. i love spending time here.
i love love.
from manda
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11:49 pm - Saturday,August 25, 2001
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well sheesh, you had to go and bring up tennis courts! I still idolize you interminably, of course.
from Grace
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5:54 pm - Friday,August 24, 2001
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dear crayon's guestbook, hi. i have seven big things to tell you about. i will tell you one of them now: i bought two tom jones records yesterday. i will tell you the other six later. we have much to talk about. DID I MENTION THERE'S A BAT IN MY HOUSE? i didn't think so. WELL THERE IS. ONE. IN MY HOUSE. when i saw it, see, i was walking into the kitchen to take a box i'd just emptied to the recycling bin by the back stairs. and i saw a bat and i screamed and fell onto the floor and put the box on my head. oh, if you'd seen it, oh, you would've laughed. BUT IT ISN'T FUNNY SO STOP IT. ok. i have to go now and console jacque because we are hiding out together in her room until the bat is gone. which will be hours from now. oh dear. oh, yeah, also, wine in a box, eh? tell crayon i love him. love and HUGE FLYING RODENTS, val
from val
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7:09 am - Friday,August 24, 2001
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wahey. you're taking all those feelings inside of me and churning em out into a nice smooth flow of beautiful wording, ya know that?
i'll keep flying higher and higher.
from tart
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4:06 pm - Thursday,August 23, 2001
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