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Eve of the Cursed Day ___Wednesday, Apr. 27, 2005 - 10:24 pm Not too long now and it will be 1:35am on Thursday, April 28th, 2005. Another year... wasted. I'll be 22, then. It's so close, but I still feel I don't have the maturity of my age. It's stupid, I don't even want anything. What I want... is an email-- or dare I hope, a phone call-- from him. Please, Matt. I don't care if Robert is right about you. "Why do you care so much about Matt? He doesn't care about you, he only cares about himself." I can't and won't believe... IF, and only if, you come through for my birthday. Just write a lame "Happy Birthday" and I'll know it's not true. Please. Yes, those words hurt. They hang in my mind like a chill to my spine. Give me some hope that they're false-- dispell their crippling hold on my heart. You, TanTan, are a magician. And to save this maiden and become the hero of the story... you need only speak the anti-curse. "Happy Birthday" I know it's too much to hope for, but... I stll believe in love, the red-threads of destiny that bind my heart to yours, and in the kindess you bear. I'm not giving up. And I never will. If you've ever felt the tug from me, then please, let it be now. Or all hope will be lost.
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