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EVE
Thursday, April 20, 2000 11:09 p.m.04.19.00 - "I lost myself somewhere that night. I kept walking in circles to get to you. To be with you. And now I see a place I can go to when I need to feel. I can see this place so clearly. It's right in my sight. All I have to do is shut off that part of my heart that kept you for so long. All I have to do is close my eyes when you come running back. Because you don't love me. I don't think you ever did."
THE CHRONICLES CONTINUE
Thursday, April 20, 2000 11:02 p.m.04.19.00 - "I am weak, but yet I boast the opposite. Call me a hypocrite, and believe me, you're not the first to call me that. Perhaps I can't accept reality the way you do. Guess why? Because I am weak. I just sit here and cry and let my tears sting my eyes and even when I feel I'm about to explode, I hold my breath and clasp my hands over my mouth to keep myself from screaming."
SUGARBOY
Thursday, April 20, 2000 11:00 p.m.04.11.00 - "Water that is in constant motion, making constant sound, bringing constant calm. I have nobody else's hand to hold in Paris, but I have a book. And in Paris you take your book with you, and your favorite pen. You listen to the water and your feet falling on the ground as you go, and you stop. And you listen to what the water has to tell you because it's always important and always true."