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[brodyfairy]

Our life is now it seems determined by angles. fucking angles...well i'd rather dance my blues away in a willow tree with natalie even if you all stare at because I don't really care but that's a lie. I should stop to cry. Or just stop crying....carry on lying.....stop..rhyming.....fuck.

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[orguilleuse]

is that angles as in hydrogen bonds? 104 degrees? Our biology teacher gets totally wet over that sorta stuff...I find it only mildly diverting, and perhaps a little cute in a chemical way. I'd stare because I love, hell I'd join in, trees are fun. I once spent like a whole summer up a tree at me grans, only came down for brekkie and sleep.

[anonymous]

Ah angles, that is a very shallow thing, why should a position determine how one meets folk and how one person is seen? How dammit! *screams* And yes let's dance to the music of our life and watch it wash away our blues in a high tide of love/Muse....

Was it really a willow tree? It looked like Winston, and a random twig hit me, which i thought was really painful although one might see a twig being a thin, brittle thing but this one wasn't it was like.........a trunk.

You can't help but wonder why, life's just like that though isn't it...unfair and you just have to live with it, and if we step into the positive side of life it's good in a way as we learn things this way.
In the mean time, we can share our love for space invaders, butty crusts, soil, trees, dancing, love and being total geeks i mean, we'll all die someday...wont we?

-Nutella