oh. Joe

Jan 16, 2005 00:49

write me a mail..for i wsih to sail,far .. far away.- to a day, and off this flight, out of this cave of de-light, and into an Eye that would so much rather Die, than to stay here anymore! He would pound on the floor and jump on his toes... and sing and laugh and give sweet repose. Oh oh oh... such a red nosed lil yonker ye' are! tough as ( Read more... )

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theweezcheat January 16 2005, 11:20:03 UTC
"where for aret thou memory lover?"

are you asking why he is a memory lover?
What did you do last night, by the way.

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peaceoutkitten January 16 2005, 21:21:17 UTC
haha.. i see your face while you ask these questions anna!.. hehe, well... last night, i went to a dance, .. and on the way there wore my big thugd out pants... which kept me o so warm.

.... where for aret thou= Why are.. and and
.....why for aret thou= Where are.... !! yup.. i forgot again, but.. sweetly and almost expectadly enough both meanings work for the memory lover ( the accidental one is more fun.. , and i have always wondered it myself. ) yup.

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ibeseechthee January 16 2005, 17:36:57 UTC
Did you find your friends?
Or are you still at school looking around the corners?

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peaceoutkitten January 16 2005, 21:22:57 UTC
your my friend! . oh.. oh okay, :) i found them. ..- they were being cold.

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ibeseechthee January 16 2005, 21:31:29 UTC
ahh just as i suspected.

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zoophelia January 16 2005, 19:36:20 UTC
I just tried calling you...I wanted to hear your voice...it makes me smile...So i just left you a drunken message...It is ment to be FULL of LOVE

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peaceoutkitten January 16 2005, 21:22:14 UTC
i need to call you write now, bc i just somewhat finished TOnights philosophy!... sort of.. - for the class you know.

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