you know i'm glad i'm not theonly one that gets weak at the knees. people who have actually held one of my books in their hands are dumbfounded that i really do cut up each individual like and tape them down. if ihave something to say thats the only way i can say it and maybe one day i'll get around the translating the actual words on these pages but i like them like this fornow.
And I added you because when you commented on one of my posts [ I don't know where you came from! ] I checked out your journal and you're like one of the only people I've wanted to add in months.
Hello! :::waves::: I am not quite sure how I came across your journal in the first place, but I know I loved your posts & figured I would add you to my friends list. Here is a link to one of my last current posts:::http://www.livejournal.com/users/atombomb999/90315.html:::I hope that we get to know each other...
<3Emme or Mel, whatever nick you wish to address me by.
[Foggy windows and warm lullabies days spent pouring tea and pouring hearts into cups to keep I kept yours on my shelf, a winter's snapshot frozen in time, by conversations on either side, with gloves on and ear muffs to insulate our heartfelt sighs. Summer comes with haughty smiles, smells of daffodils and trails of feet in the sand, north winds bring in your cries far away you lie, winter still lingers around your cheek, while I yield to remember my winter snapshot melting in the summer heat. - v.]
hey, I found you on random not so long ago, was drawn in by your wonderful photos.
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i have a lot of past entries in my journal where each line is typed and cut out, too. <3
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And I added you because when you commented on one of my posts [ I don't know where you came from! ] I checked out your journal and you're like one of the only people I've wanted to add in months.
The end!
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<3Emme or Mel, whatever nick you wish to address me by.
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days spent pouring tea
and pouring hearts into cups
to keep
I kept yours on my shelf,
a winter's snapshot
frozen in time,
by conversations on either side,
with gloves on and ear muffs
to insulate our
heartfelt sighs.
Summer comes with haughty smiles,
smells of daffodils
and trails of feet in the sand,
north winds bring in your cries
far away you lie,
winter still lingers around
your cheek,
while I yield to remember
my winter snapshot
melting in the summer heat. - v.]
hey,
I found you on random not so long ago, was drawn in by your wonderful photos.
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