I'm not in the habit of narrating my life anymore. But I want to keep the livejournal alive, even if it's on life support. Pencils shooting from an IV drip. Watch out
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One little quality. Believe it girl, I know. If I didn't always have hope for perfection I'd probably lay down happily for eternity with this sweet candy-lipped boy I've been experiencing.
I'm glad you and I are on an ever going quest for Mr.Perfect, not just Mr.Right. We always have each other if all else fails. I wouldn't mind you, me, our brains, some million cats and celibacy. Or maybe we can dismiss a few of those options so long as it's you and me. ::sticks my brain back on the shelf, next to yours, where it ought to be::
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Believe it girl, I know.
If I didn't always have hope for perfection I'd probably lay down happily for eternity with this sweet candy-lipped boy I've been experiencing.
I'm glad you and I are on an ever going quest for Mr.Perfect, not just Mr.Right.
We always have each other if all else fails.
I wouldn't mind you, me, our brains, some million cats and celibacy.
Or maybe we can dismiss a few of those options so long as it's you and me.
::sticks my brain back on the shelf, next to yours, where it ought to be::
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