sliding down my globe

Mar 02, 2005 10:30

My eyes have burst, my stomach has rejected all that is considered nourishment. I see the mosaic off all the sights that the bits of my eyes looking in all directions. My blood runs in thick chunks blotching in my skin. My hands take turns poking them, playing a little game ( Read more... )

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agricola navigat in silva magna coolcat65000 March 3 2005, 03:45:21 UTC
Lots of unorganized memories, huh? It would probably be an enormous task, but you really ought to write some of it down. You'd get a kick out of reading it later. Oh, hey! J'ai reu votre carte postale. J'aime le dragon beaucoup, il est tres mignon! Let me know if my french sucks, it's been a while.

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nak_nak March 5 2005, 15:47:22 UTC
I GOT YOUR LETTER!!!!!!!!!!!!

Adam found it, because I haven't looked at the mail table and I said "haha, Hottie Rock Star" and he said "Yeah, when I saw that, I knew it had to be for you."

You're a star.

bxx

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