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Crazy In Love.
9:34 p.m. on 2006-01-03

I'm so happy with life right now.
I don't remember ever feeling so in love with Naddy, and I actually feel it back. I feel loved. Wanted. Needed.

It's possibly a bad thing. I should be trying to make myself less in love with her. I should be forcing myself to stop loving her. But how?

I can't.

I don't want to.

I'm not any less in love with Mike. I love him as much as ever. And everyone knows - that's a hell of a lot. I feel loved, wanted and needed by him too. So much. But it's easier to show it in person, so it was never an issue.

Naddy and I had another phone call on Sunday night. It was amazing. Just.. Uhh. I don't want to ramble on about it and ruin it.
I felt so close to her. Closer than ever, and it's continued after the phone call.

Mine and Mike's sex last night was so fucking hot. It was different, but I don't know why. It was just so damn hard. Feral. Savage.

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