dearest dear fran,
i miss you deeply. it's no wonder you do not return my calls or reply to my emails. i wish i could take back that night. the things i said. what a stupid idiot i was. you have to please come back to pittsburgh and give me another chance. i swear to you that i've changed. i haven't had a drink in two three weeks and i got a job. a real one. and i stopped hanging out with sammy and git. i keep going over the things that i've done and said to you and regretting every last one. all i have left of you are the gifts from christmas and i can't bear it. the fossil watch, my wallet with your and danny's picture, and this red shirt. please know how much i love you. like no other woman i've ever met. i can't live without you. don't listen to sue ellen. she doesn't mean anything to
May 29, 2003 at 08:08 PM [est]
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