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on Thu, Nov 25, 2010 at 11:42 AM
ahhhh baby don't be mad. You know you are my soul cake! —GG
Posted
on Thu, Nov 25, 2010 at 11:13 AM
So we cannot be together for obvious reasons (and my crush might even be one sided) but you're awesome and whenever I get a message from you I smile like a fool. I'm glad that we're friends and seeing you the other night was excellent. You might be perfect for me and possibly someday it'll work itself out. You rock. Thanks. — Purple
Posted
on Thu, Nov 25, 2010 at 10:46 AM
Ich Liebe dich auch! —your italian princess
Posted
on Thu, Nov 25, 2010 at 10:00 AM
It's terrible when people make mistakes. It's terrible when mistakes lead to uncontrollable angst. Angst is sometimes uncontrollable passion. It's terrible when our hearts hurt and our heads aren't used. The heart takes over and our heads we sometimes lose. Now I look back and I feel like a fool. It got me nowhere and I still possess this longing for you. Someone I'll never forget. I was a fool to treat you the way I did. So fare well, I've missed and will miss you. Speak to me if you ever wish. I wasn't so blind to miss that you wish for me to leave you alone. Bye Beautiful. —WC
Posted
on Thu, Nov 25, 2010 at 10:00 AM
I don't care if you cannot read! But I haven't seen you for over two weeks, and I miss you terribly! I always hope you remember that you're the best little poochie ever! And I love you, and will do anything for you!
Thanks for being so sweet, and lovely. It makes me happy when I come out to visit you and you're excited the minute I walk in that door! Even when I'm talking to my mother on the phone and you're there.. you go wild!
I know I don't come out as much, and I haven't been able to bring you any treats or new toys, but I miss you. And don't worry about the scents of dogs on me. I love those girls too, but you're always be my little princess, and number 1 <3 —Miss my little poochie
Posted
on Thu, Nov 25, 2010 at 9:30 AM
'Stache boy:
We're too old to be mushy and all of that... just want to say: You make me all tingly... a feeling that I thought was gone forever! Thank you! I feel like a human being again thanks to you. I dig the most how you actually worry about me and my safety. A little touch here, a sly smile there, and insisting on checking to make sure ALL of the brakes on my car are working. Little things mean so much.
I can see paradise by the dashboard light! —Charlie
Posted
on Wed, Nov 24, 2010 at 12:00 PM
...don't seem to make much of a difference. My heart remains yours. —there you have it
Posted
on Wed, Nov 24, 2010 at 11:46 AM
I was walking down Argyle, you had a rather large stick/pole in your hand... you asked me if I could tell you how to get to the library and I directed you, blushing madly I'm sure, as your eyes were busily trying to pierce my soul. It was only as you thanked me and called me love, walking away, that I realized you definitely already knew where the library was. —Awkward Aardvark
Posted
on Wed, Nov 24, 2010 at 11:01 AM
I miss you. And I know I might always have to. But I've learned first hand there's no one like you. You were my first and maybe you're suppost to be my last. Every time I run into you and we talk about life it gives me hope. Maybe one day we can try again when you're totally free to really consider it. Let me know if your new place ever becomes a bachelor and we can find out if it was just bad timing. —your I.P.
Posted
on Wed, Nov 24, 2010 at 10:00 AM
The last six months have been a whirlwind of uncertainty and adventure. I 'quit' my life in Halifax and flew half way around the world to find something new. New skills, new confidence, new friends. A bigger city has a lot to offer someone crazy like me, both financially & personally, and I've enjoyed indulging.
Despite my fun, I've felt like something was missing, and after much thought and contemplation, I've discovered what's missing is you. :)
Halifax might not be my first choice, but I've decided that you are, and you're worth compromising for. I might not be coming back tomorrow, but.. I *am* coming back.
I don't know what the hell I'm going to do with my life when I get there, but I know that it's going to include you.
Love, —Trinket
