My Fraps are Icy

Jan 24, 2005 09:19

And I smell of love gone wrong in the heat of a moment too shortly extinguished. My present can never hide from the past that defines it. I haven't seen his face or his golden camera in months, and the tiring distance grows faint in the color of my hair. The black and white products of lust behind his smile constantly drove me to be more, drove ( Read more... )

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lyndseylikewhoa January 24 2005, 11:45:12 UTC
I love you're writing, my love.

<3

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anonymous January 24 2005, 16:04:38 UTC
hey slut we need to hang out.
what are you up to friday?

<3taylor s-s-self

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Hey anonymous January 24 2005, 19:41:21 UTC
"Her purse is huge, and in it hides the truth of her sexual encounters."

Hrmmmm.

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Re: Hey eskimofriend5 January 24 2005, 21:00:26 UTC
do you wonder what I meant? By the way, it was interesting seeing you this weekend.

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Re: Hey anonymous January 25 2005, 14:26:20 UTC
It's interesting that you knew it was me. so i was right...

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Re: Hey eskimofriend5 January 25 2005, 19:42:13 UTC
What do you mean you were right? Ofcourse it was you, who else would omit their name from a comment on my lj?

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