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Oct 24, 2005 17:50
A good cold night burns some life back into the soul.
Clear skies lack the
Harsh
Singular burn of the naked lightbulb.
Even less pleasant is the stoic glare
Of streetlining imitations.
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supposedtabeme
October 25 2005, 02:40:25 UTC
Welcome :)
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tentaclos
October 26 2005, 02:43:35 UTC
Everybody's glad to see you back.
Except for me.
You've been stalking my journal, too.
I am helping my girlfriend write
a speech on vegetarianism -
Hitler was a vegetarian.
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fifteen_letters
October 26 2005, 03:26:10 UTC
That is why you are the best of the boys.
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tentaclos
October 26 2005, 03:39:51 UTC
As gay as that sounds, thanks.
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kangaroo0852
November 16 2005, 03:46:42 UTC
i like "streetlining imitations"
i can so totally see that.
i like the first line too.
i feel that, like, so totally.
:P
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Except for me.
You've been stalking my journal, too.
I am helping my girlfriend write
a speech on vegetarianism -
Hitler was a vegetarian.
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i can so totally see that.
i like the first line too.
i feel that, like, so totally.
:P
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