*sigh* That's a summer night for me. I know what you're feeling; I've just had different motives (or absolutely no motives whatsoever). I know what it's like to be so emotional that you feel like running or screaming or spinning around really fast or... sleeping, but you sit in silence and just throb with energy while you think or write or type, and it is so strange because you're so very aware of your feelings and yet so numb and distant at the same time
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Don't think i forgot that night during Carousel, Miss Amatulli. When I broke down and came running to you. I love you so so so much. You're such a great friend.
And yes, that feelings was illustrated brilliantly. I loved it.
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And I'm jealous because I can't write to save my life.
hehe
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Damn, I didn't read that last part =[.
SORRY THAT YOU'RE NOT HAPPY!!
I love you, Darcy
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And yes, that feelings was illustrated brilliantly. I loved it.
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:D I am a good rambler.
I wrote about four pages in my diary yesterday afternoon. :D
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