if it wasnt for silence, i'd say we were perfect. but then, when we speak, its always the most glorious words i've ever heard. like soft violin music passed back and forth, before falling thru the cracks and crashing horribly below. i fear i've become your slave
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just for kicks! why not?
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have you read a million little pieces? i thought of you a fair amount during it, although it's pretty non-applicable to you
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I quit beginning of november..so whats that...seven months, no cigarettes. hummm, that long?
Time will fly by, its the recovering thats the worst.
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theres a group on LJ called "woahfreelayouts". check it out lovely!
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