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Jul 15, 2005 17:49

Have you ever thought about what life would be like if you hadn’t left?

“Don’t let go, Michael.” he says.

Cinching the skin on his back, your nails dig in as deep as they can.

Don’t let go.Do you remember staring at the rain: those liquid grenades descending and exploding on the gravel, the smell of dirt and wet pavement thick under your nose? ( Read more... )

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charminexterior July 20 2005, 02:57:18 UTC
hi. who are you?? i saw that you had added me to your friends list and i was just wondering.

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tao_o_the_siren July 23 2005, 21:34:11 UTC

Wonderful, as always. It's been a long time. Welcome back.
I've been wondering about you for a while now.
Glad to see you're okay--or at least that you're posting again.
We've missed you.

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jackrabbitsam July 26 2005, 08:01:53 UTC
Who are you? You added me to your friends list, and I don't know why. You have many friends. You don't seem to respond to us, but you've got me intrigued. You write eloquently, beautifully. Perhaps you won't even read this, but if you do...thank you? Yeah, that works.

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It's Time.... spicelie July 27 2005, 19:54:13 UTC
I know you added me as a friend to read your poems, stories and shit. I want you to actually be nice and read this and respond back. I don't care if its one word.

Your writing is so deep, dark and puts me in another world. Just one thing.... your writing needs to get darker, deeper into that thick membrane of yours and get into others heads. I know you can do it. Its a question of living up to a challenge.

If you can do that... I'll be your forever more number 1' fan!

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you know what? nevermindlife August 13 2005, 23:28:16 UTC
this is actually one good piece of shit haha

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