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Sun 15 Sep 1996
A Need-Based Analysis of Individual Mass Communication Use
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Sun 15 Sep 1996 13:10
it is an incredibly beautiful day, and

wind, distant clouds, cyan plane

south

 It must be a process I can enjoy my entire life regardless of the deaths or departures of some of the people I love.

1810 I need to hug and talk to someone


Saying my friends,
is so different from saying friends,
so different,
because I see them, I know who they are, I have them,
they are mine,
and they are not mine.
I am theirs.
love.

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2100 saw the black haired girl on the way
and was not concentrating on her,
did not ask her name

just feeling quite on the way here
but there are people here.

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Mon 16 Sep 1996 00:30
yuck
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Tue 17 Sep 1996 08:34
Lay, tree, space, blue, die crow black time star light void wind distance revolution green
land earth water ocean try hard but do not actually succeed. Walk climb cry scream torch
the ember burn the burn burn.

I do not what occurs here any more. New reactions new formations and
Simply, I want what I cannot have, and that is to never leave
It is when with one that
One.

Or to leave now. and my perceptions forming the thought and how I act
what I say, what you write.

I could say I did not want to leave Rebecca, I never do, and I know I have to.

And this may be a problem. What is the deal.
See, I don't know.
I really have nothing to say. I wait and see what happens
and do as I feel
that is all

would you like to play mood games? Simply by concentration play your emotions. How
well can you do this.

To walk down here alone was
you see I don't know exactly, but I am some sure.
We can go so far,
then the
It just doesn't go.

We can all go there,
and It

Then feel the shadows, rhythm and light,
finally singing, and the life becomes air
born and lives
for a little while
and changes
this is why we
refrain
repeat
and I never can
ever.

There is a serenity and an inabiltiy is it constant sculpture of the
What would make you phoric,
what would make you monotone?

An deficit of description leaves me with the plain,
and Euph
crine

Ex is this
face down in the wet grass
there also
x is abandon
play
absolute unconcern
abs focus on

surety
no

IS
 
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lonesome


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