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This one goes out to Liz Myrianthopoulos, the first woman I fell in love with -- but was too, I don't know... young/stupid/scared to know. It's another internet message in a bottle that, hopefully, one day she'll find.
And, with that, I'm going to simply end the pre-lj cut here. For all of those just stopping by or have this turning up on your friend's page, I won't bore you with any more of the story. It's long and interesting only if you were there. If you are Liz finally finding this I'm glad you have.
If I'm on your friends list, and, for some reason, you want to read about me being messed up at 18, go right ahead. No comments or reactions are necessary.
If you're Liz, well, if you want to contact me, I'd really like to hear from you again.
( Click on through to the other side... )
