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One Sunday Morning...
Mitty - "there are two things i love in this world. one is chocolate. and the other is? are...?
cats"
Julia "oh, i thought you were gonna say music"
"There are three things i love in this world..."
Things We Love (version Mitty, Julia, and Dana)- hot tea ( Read more... ) -
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Sometimes life is like this ( Read more... ) -
I did not write this
The tips of your fingers ( Read more... ) -
Doomsday....the end of the century..
I've been trying to write lately but i've been so critical....self-editing so much that it's hard to make much progress. I never have been one to write fiction ( Read more... ) -
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My life of late has been intriguing, and rather satisfying, though not quite enthralling. I'm okay with that, because all in all everything manages to be both restful and engaging ( Read more... ) -
what a beautiful face
i want to talk to you, out of habit, out of concern, who knows? but i have decided that you will be the one to break the silence, to let me know that you want me in your life, that i don't hurt too much to bear. i'll always be here ( Read more... ) -
myspace.com -- a place for emotional trauma?
When I forget about just how interwoven habit and brain and body are something like this happens. It's never something big, no, it's the strength of something small that surprises you ( Read more... ) -
I was driving, driving in your car
Lately it seems as though my life can be summed up by those mometns I spend driving alone in my car ( Read more... ) -
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C'était vraiment une autre vie, ma vie française. Une vie où j'étais tellement plus heureuse, où tout était simple et parfaite. Bon, peut-être j'exagère un peu, car ce n'était pas 'parfaite', mais je n'ai jamais étais plus proche de la perfection. J'avais une famille, des amis, et je me sentais vraiment bien, confortable. Il y a des nuits où je ( Read more... ) -
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My heart is beating beating beating like it wants to escape and I try to calm the frantic racing of it, of my thoughts. This is getting me nowhere and it's not even worth it, I know, I KNOW, just try telling that to forces you can't control but that affect you all the same. All I feel is pure terror, a response to the feeling of failure that is ( Read more... )