Last night was a strange night. I hung out with Dave, you know, that guy that sucks. We went to a frat party, of all places to go, and I socialized with some idiots, some sluts, and some halfway decent people. The free hunch punch was tasty. Appearantly I am missed, or shall I say supposedly I am missed, however, Dave still has to deal with his
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the softer sex. we do fall in love with her so rightly. i feel like a child that is always speaking out of turn. but rightly so. otherwise your attention would be diverted from my babblings of devotion im sure of it. too many of them are awaiting your affection. who am i compared to all the ones who you can touch or even know for that matter.
disregard my unpromted opinion but
Maps is a song i am very fond of . outstanding album, fever to tell.
my current mood is controlled by the soundtrack from the film
Garden State . it reminds me of when i knew you well lil half pint.
Love Always~reminded wherever i am
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I love you. I lose you and I love you some more. Where are you?
Your waif, or muse, or mine....
-cerridwen
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