imalex's Diaryland Diary

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Cigarette Mind

He came by to borrow my stapler. When he came back he was going downstairs for a cigarette. He looked at me in a way that made me want to say I'd join him. But I didn't. I closed the door, and he said goodnight.

12:48 a.m. - 2012-12-03

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