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Saturday, August 11
Armand
I remember why I have the look on my face...
It was the funny face, staring back at me.
It was only a few minutes before,
after the French movie with English subtitles that you
told me about the pretty little English stewardess and I instantly forgave
you for spending a week in Mijorca by myself.
Then I told you about the Danish blonde guy
and you laughed with your head back and almost dropped the camera.
We were seriously the dirty bitches that vacation.
And we both never told anyone else about it.
It was probably the best time I'll have in my life
and I have to thank you for that with all my heart.
We were yin & yang. You lived through me, I lived through you.
At first when you died,
I didn't think I could go on. I didn't know what to do with myself anymore.
You were my anchor and my best friend.
Now I think of you as my fallen angel, my saving grace...
I know when I talk to you, you hear me, you always were
a nosy bastard.
I miss you.




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