To know why the cage bird sang.
It has been 75 weeks since i have last sought out this medium as a means of self expression. Considering the fact that live journal was once considered a staple in my everyday, that some how seems weird to me now. Cup of coffee, cigarette, and a chat in live journal about all of the adventures the night before had brought us. (I say us, because it
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