day cherubim

Jun 14, 2002 00:01


How strange, that everything seemed so hopeless in Sun-city, despite optimism; how strange that the second am on my way out I am struck with small and plentiful doses of devil-blessings & the friendliest people ever. The man on the train owns a television station, wants to cook me seafood, & is almost a billionaire. He lives in my suburb, he is ( Read more... )

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oh honey disfigurine June 13 2002, 09:30:28 UTC
~suckle,

so often you apologize for your writing
as if every thought you create is not made of dew-drops

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:( artyesfoodno June 22 2002, 02:57:33 UTC
& that made my eyes FULL of those dew-drops.

(p.s. i would rather a drop of golden sun.
do re(igh) me)

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love;and other catastrophes imajika June 13 2002, 15:41:25 UTC
you're most very brillaint.

friendships do this at times. chances are you and bettie will make amends at some stage. till then, and probably even after, it will hurt...but trust me, friends as close as you and bettie do have problems. having periods of sadness and ignorance of each other doesnt mean you are not friends anymore, or shant be theron. I have been through things like this a few times with my brillen[of brisbane]. i am going through it right now. all i can offer is to hold on, don't let go, or give up, because she, you, together, it is worth it.

even though it is the most painful thing, now.

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liveinjapan June 15 2002, 22:21:27 UTC
milla is most divine. i sat through the god-awful 'resident evil' TWICE for the privilege of watching her burn up the screen.

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