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Don't really like doing entries like this, but sometimes posting something on lj is the only way I can fall asleep at night. It makes me feel somehow proactive, even though its much more passive-aggressive.
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Sorry to the rest of you.
This was going to be a comment, but since I can't comment in your journal ( Read more... ) -
Confusing night
Went to see Crash again with suzie and a bunch of her friends. I think she is trying to hook me up with her fat friend emily, which is bad enough, but emily is exactly the same as molli. Exactly. except she has blonde hair. She even has the same voice. And she is no less subtle about hitting on people ( Read more... ) -
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I got ninja. There now you dont have to look at that giant picture.
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Well, today has started out pretty shitty ( Read more... ) -
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"However much he may tell her he loves her and thinks her beautiful, his loving gaze could never console her. Because the gaze of love is the gaze that isolates. Jean-Marc thought about the loving solitude of two old persons become invisible to other people; a sad solitude that prefigures death. No; what she nees is not a loving gaze, but a ( Read more... ) -
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They want to know who's my role model ( Read more... )