Don't go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Oct 23, 2003 19:11

Shredded paper scattered on the floor. Poetry in a endless circle of motion. Prefixes, roots, syllables. All strewn together in a helpless manner screaming right in front of my face. I write to feel numb. I brush my fingers against my own cheek and feel nothing. There's something to be said about hotel rooms. How they're always cold right when you ( Read more... )

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ex_gwyneth319 October 23 2003, 18:15:51 UTC
Let's.

[Welcome. We should talk.]

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phoenixj October 23 2003, 20:24:27 UTC
Let's.

[Thanks. We should.]

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s_johansson October 23 2003, 19:04:13 UTC
Yes, you do.

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phoenixj October 23 2003, 20:25:42 UTC
Hello there.

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s_johansson October 24 2003, 21:43:37 UTC
Nice icon.

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johnny_depp_ October 23 2003, 19:08:53 UTC
I never feel like I'm home. I hardly ever sleep in them. They feel like a false environment which only makes me more homesick.

Take care of you. x

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phoenixj October 23 2003, 20:29:53 UTC
:-*

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parkerposey October 23 2003, 19:47:03 UTC
What the hell that sucks. Do I get to own you still? What happened to asking my permission and stuff *sobs* I am so heartbroken. You were supposed to be lead man in my harem. Can I still hit on you wildly, and flirt and make you mine? :-*

[welcome *sobs*]

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phoenixj October 23 2003, 20:32:25 UTC
Of course, of course. All that and more.

[Thank you. Don't cry.]

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parkerposey October 24 2003, 08:53:25 UTC
Mmm Yay! That is so very hot of you. I think I'm going to have to throw myself at you some more.

[You're welcome. I'll try. <3]

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m_gyllenhaal October 23 2003, 19:58:59 UTC
You've got the number.

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phoenixj October 23 2003, 20:34:53 UTC
I'll be sure to use it.

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m_gyllenhaal October 23 2003, 20:41:33 UTC
If you don't, I'll torture you with horrible poetry and make you drink day old coffee.

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