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Wednesday, July 11th, 2001
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12:13 am
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I'm inlove with the idea of being inlove, but it's getting to the point where I'm fooling myself into believing I am just to feel the fluttering of butterflies in my stomach and the tingling rush where every cell in my body is dancing.
"Dreamer
You're nothing but a dreamer
Can you put your hands in your head oh no"
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| Tuesday, July 10th, 2001
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11:46 pm - red, gold and green..."
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"Loving would be easy if your colours were like my dreamsred, gold and green..."
I am in love with the idea of being in love. It's getting to the point where I fool myself into believing I am, just to feel that fluttering of butterflies in my stomach and the tingling rush where every cell in my body is dancing.
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| Monday, May 28th, 2001
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5:53 pm
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| Saturday, May 26th, 2001
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6:46 pm
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| Thursday, May 24th, 2001
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7:45 pm
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7:23 pm
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And the way the rain comes down hard,
that's the way I feel inside
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| Wednesday, May 23rd, 2001
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8:08 pm
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