there are no words for today. just that...it's been a pretty good day. *smiles*
Man in photo: She is in love. Nino Quincampoix: I don't even know her! Man in photo: Oh, you know her. Nino Quincampoix: Since when? Man in photo: Since always. Man in photo: In your dreams. ~Amelie (this quote was made possible by the lovely hamida)
don'tcha just hate it when people talk about you? like they know you. it's so funny. the fact that people have the audacity to assume that they know anything about any one person
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in the morning i'll be fine i'll be your eleanor rigby just to keep you smiling the facade that i hold in a jar by the door i'll need once more BMS100405
so, another night of inadverdant procrastination occurred...staying up late talking to chris about love, relationships, and sex for the millionth time...i need to change/avoid the subject. talk too much about it yo
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Disclaimer: yeah, i know i'm back after only a little less than a week but i soon found that bloging on myspace was a friggin' waste of time.
sharp edges that dull slowly. grind against the stone and feel the friction of movement. the heat that sparks between harsh and cold objects. a fire that ignites?
you shouldn't have to work at relationships. they shouldn't be so hard. you're right. they shouldn't but sadly, that's the idealist thought
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