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2004-01-11 - 1:11 a.m. stop it. stop it I said. no matter how many times i say it [i love you] it's not going to make you stop. please come visit me i love you and i feel like shit tonight. I called you and you didn't pick up because it was late. I didn't want to talk about tonight, although I do now. I wanted to tell you what took place between the time i got in my car and when I got out. I want to tell you what I just wrote, and make you say everything on your mind, whether it's going to make my head explode or not.
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