3 49 pm pdt   [ tattoo ]

I remember her tattoo most of all. She had several and so did he. She showed me the fairy on her shoulder blade. "Why would you want a tattoo you can never see?" I asked.

Her smile always bordered on a smirk. She claimed she was thinner normally, but that her birth control had made her gain fifteen pounds. I didn't pay any attention. I couldn't picture her any other way than how she looked.

I remember places we went, and the little car accident he got in. She drove on the wrong side of the street. We ate good food.

I remember her tattoo most of all. She had a stunning Celtic heart around her belly button. She sent me a digital picture years later, when she'd lost the weight she had been so upset about. She was hard to recognize.

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two years ago today: "Major massage time."

one year ago today: "I must sound so 21."

May 1998
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