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[stranger_daze]

Sitting and hearing the birds chirp, while my brain is all naked timbers, and styrophome, is a strange feeling. And listening to Jewel. Who was weird upon weird, and my sister idolized her. Successful, impersonal weirdness is ok, but not my breed. Not to my sister. The person I can never please, and so it haunts me, and so I talk about it. Against

Comments

[niphredile]

i can't believe you didn't go to bed. i didn't either.

[stranger_daze]

what the hell is wrong with us?

[midnitemagus]

You write very pretty entries, Alina. That was what I remembered the most about you and why I wanted to keep in contact with you. Everytime I was out with you and the people you were with you were a catalyst for the most honest and insightful conversations I had in Jonquiere. You had a way of causing people to open up and say what they really mean because you could show them with only a few words that no subject was taboo. Out of all the people I've met in the past couple of years you are definetely one of the most interesting. In this entry you seem afraid of losing yourself or becoming what someone else wants you to be and I just feel that you should know that I personally cannot see that happening to you. Keep being yourself. The image you impressed upon me was of a very nurturing, insightful, and forward thinking individual and friend. I hope that we'll become good friends if I come out East.

Sois cool, mon amie.

[fenix_feather]

we have so many perfections tht add to the fabric of our universe
and we can't see it

sometimes.

[partytodamascus]

it's true.
hearing morning-birds and seeing the sun come up is basically the most rewarding thing you could possibly receive after a night of no-sleep.
love it!