for the record, i was talking about my dad

the not hearing each other's hearts thing being literal

with me not hearing his because it's not beating

and him not hearing mine because he can't hear shit

(i was trying to be more subtle than that)

not any sort of romantic love

which things writtne in my guestbook seemed to miss

not that that makes what's been written any less valid

even though my love for people has changed though, it's never died out

(and instead of the word "interesting", i'd use "boringly, typically middle class")

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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