Random Notes on Life

Mar 25, 2005 01:55

Since coming to London I thought I never wrote and that I was bogged down by a case of mental block. I flip through my book now and find so many things I forgot writing, it's as if I have been hibernating these past few months. The following, for those who choose to read it are simply notes from sitting in ( Read more... )

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you... stephalicious March 27 2005, 17:08:42 UTC
i think you're such a beautiful writer. everything you say is so pretty and honest. i found song lyrics that reminded me of you.

As the express train passes the local
It moves by just like a paper boat
Although it weighs a million pounds
I swear it almost seems to float
And as we pass by each other
Our heads all full of bother
We can't look, we can't stop
We can't think, we can't stop
Because we're stuck in our own paths
And it's the way it always lasts

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