boysordeath's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - I do not want a new boyfriend. I want him. I do not want to be bothered by the world about what is and is not good. Good is relative. I imagine his face in my mind while I fall asleep...I'm always cupping his cheek and pushing his hair off his forehead...then kiss him on his temple, soft, never sexual. I miss him. 6:27 p.m. - 2008-01-18 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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