Sunday, May. 26, 2002 | 6:51 p.m.
i say "i love you" over and over and over until there is no possible way that my love can be doubted. and then i say it some more.
it would be nice. to have a friend. who would return this gesture. just once.
aren't there any other girls in this world who do things like this?
[this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.]