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Monday, January 12, 2004

My precious Josh...I'm so so worried. He needs so much love and prayer right now. I need it too. I want so much to help him. I have so much love for him. He really has no idea. When you see a person's light you're drawn to them like a moth to a flame. I've always been drawn to him. The world needs him and we can't lose him.

" I have nobody to turn to. I want help, but at the same time I don't want to talk or see anyone."

Why couldn't he see that I was there, that I still am? I told him that so maybe he'll let me help him. Please God, let me help him.

"How do you tell an Angel that you don't believe in God?"~BO

♥Oh, so vintage... 12:28 AM


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