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... consistently inconsistent ...
1.21.2001
Ben and I have spoken to each other for an average of an hour a day, every day since March. We were basically best friends. I used to lament, "God! When you get a boyfriend we'll never talk. It'll be awful."
Funny how things turn out.
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