1:40 p.m. - November 03, 2008
One of the things I want most is to count, to be valued by someone, to be loved for my quirks and foibles and strengths and weaknesses, to have someone want to hold my hand, and for me to open my arms and cuddle someone, to feel his heart beat and spend a quiet day looking outside at the rain and spin dreams together.
I don't want people to forget my birthday. Not sure why, but it's important this year.
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