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Aug 04, 2008 15:55



"Time Passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even
when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of
blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange 
lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me."

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tickle_me_kt August 5 2008, 00:18:15 UTC
hmmm new moon cop-out.
come hang out with me.<3

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