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'loved and heard before we're dead" yes. maybe that's it. so much about you i'll never know. that's fine. i'll still want the best for you. (sorry, that was a sidebar) me? i'm a dipshit who's been writing her ass off daily for strangers on the internet who's clit gets hard when people say she rules. that's a lot of payoff for a dipshit. if it goes beyond that. cool. if not, fine. i just want to speak my fucked up truth masked as 'fiction' masked as 'prose' masked as 'poetry' and have people tell me nice things about it. i am fascinated with the way words can create pictures and how those pictures can cause emotions. i am fascinated that i, on occasion, can do this. lucky for me, i have no ego. or, at least, the ego I have has been stomped on enough at an early age as to render it useless. in closing, i'd like to say, you need to send me another nice picture because i think you are so handsome.