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Jun 08, 2006 17:57


I am the sweetly insane one.  I walk through life wearing rose-tinted glasses but with derision in my soul. I’m crazy, you know. I torture myself with dreams each night, musing over impossibilities and anxiously sweating through the sheets. So hopeless, a dream of perfection. 

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classicalcash June 9 2006, 01:05:51 UTC
The man who gets your heart is surely the luckiest man I'll ever meet.

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