he called me from his hotel room. five dollars for every call plus two dollars a minute. its harder to get up when he's still in the bed and harder to go to bed when i know he's not going to be in it. there was a time when i thought i would never know what real love felt like. now i feel it all the time.
12:17 a.m. - June 30, 2003
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