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Monday, February 14, 2011
Martha, I need you today. Maybe it's memories of my ex-wife Bonnie, but today makes me so sad and sometimes nauseous. I rented Pink Flamingos for us to watch, our first date movie. Remember? You cried in the end, and I kissed your tears. Your eyelashed came off in my teeth, and we just laughed and laughed.You haven't called. Remember how happy we were once? Will you at least come to the cabaret this weekend?