gaston

T jan 29, 2002 8:51 p.m. 001p: Please put on your boots ----- She has gone to sleep... and this time without her boots on. It's really strange, for she usually just leaves them on. She leaves them on. Although she knows that I get annoyed when she leaves them on. I wish she slept with her boots on. So i can wake her up I can wake her up and tell her to take her boots off. But she didn't go to sleep with her boots on this time. Her boots lay on the left side of her feet. Oh God! She didn't go to sleep with her boots on this time. And I can never wake her up again.

24 march, 1998 8:51 p.m. 003: last four ----- I don't even think about Gaby anymore Pursuing romance with her no longer crosses my mind... Sometimes I wonder how things would have been if a couple would have been her and me. Ah... but such thought is just foolishness merely foolishness arising! For passion for her has disappeared the fire of passion has gone away. Yet love remains. What also stays is admiration and great awe that she loved me - and she loves me! For the real me. The "real" me though yearns not for Gaby anymore but for someone like me. I wish to hold hands like my own Kiss lips similar to mine Cares

004: ----- life in vain lived in silence and pain thoughts and views encapsulated isolated from the world to witness This is my life. lived behind the vibrant world only known to me kept for nobody else to see driving me close to lunacy dranining me - of spirit of energy senseless, useless and pathetic hideously shaped and dimly colored only sadness is honored. ----- ()gln  24 march, 1998  8:42 p.m.

006 --- in the grasslands of my dreams i earnestly try to peek at you for i long to behold your being or merely embrace your silhouette the grass may cut me and the soil drain all my blood yet i will not desert the blades of the grasslands i will continue to seek you to be with you i will laborously seek where you hid and i will lift you close to me as i find you we'll completely depart from the grasslands and savor a safer reality   in the grasslands of my dreams i earnestly try to peek at you for i long to behold your being or merely embrace your silhouette. . --- within the grasslands gln: su 020210 1311