november 14th, 2004 / 7:36 p.m.

i hate myself for the way i'm missing you. it's so absurd. thinking back to that night spent in each others warm embrace (it feels like yesterday). rationality is thrown out the window and all logical thought turns to day dreams. 180$ isn't really that bad for a round trip ticket. chicago is cold in the winter..but not as cold as being lonely..and i know you can provide some warmth for me..

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