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May 15, 2003 22:49

I wish you could paint my like you did last september. When it was your bed, and my house. Even though it's been a year since, it will never be more then a year away...

Sometimes i play that song, and close my eyes, and see you stuck there.

Momment... momment...

A collection of you in momments, i can't forget the moments.

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xanda_k May 16 2003, 17:35:03 UTC
your msn is lying and saying you're online. either that, or you're ignoring me. but i doubt the second one.

come onliiiinnneee

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babble fish bluevarnish May 17 2003, 17:49:02 UTC
moments aren't meant to be forgotten, they are there to be remembered. Every moment... they say we all have photographic memories, that we can remember every detail of everything if we work at it, but sometimes we block things out. SO things don't get so trafficie in the brain area. moments are spaces of time, and time is moments. Never forget the time.

*babbles on some more, says some more stuff that makes no sence* hehehe love ya hunnie bunnie

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