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My life is beautiful.
I feel like I don't need to be afraid anymore.
I'm moving to a new journal, shoutytrack . I'll start using it as soon as I find everything I need to. Only friend me back if you want. I have the right to deny requests. But... generally, I won't.
"Maybe we don't need to be afraid in this world of fear. Maybe that's love."
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I've now got the new LiveJournal Messenger.
I've now got the new LiveJournal Messenger. My Windows Live ID is thetg@livejournal.com. Sign up now and we can chat! -
Writer's Block: Using My PC to Stay Connected
Actually, this isn't even my PC. |D I do love my laptop, it's my internet connection that hates me.
This was a pointless post to let you know that Fruitealicious has computers and I use a PC. :D Thank you.
Also, I need the SNES emulator for my iPod Touch, I wanna play Earthbound again. |D YEAH EARTHBOUND.
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I've done a lot of things because of you.
Thought, typed, written.
Laughed, smiled, loved.
Frowned, yelled, slept.
Worried, cried, bled.
And that's only the tip of the iceberg.
You may not realize it, but I've done a lot of things because of you. There's things that I need to get off my chest. Things that, frankly, you need to know.
But if you won't answer, then how I am I supposed to tell you?
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A minor synopsis of events thus far:
Lost inspiration for writing again; haven't written anything in the last month. Oh, how often does this happen now ( Read more... ) -
5:31 PM.
1. Were you smiling when you woke up this morning ( Read more... ) -
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I don't get you...
I can't forget what you've forgotten.
All along,
I've never been so alone.
Don't cry out-
Cease fire.
I was pretending...
Your secret kiss of confidence
Was my escape,
The perfect game to play...
Don cry out-
Cease fire.
Ten, nine, eight, and I'm breaking away,
I'm all dressed up and I'm ready to play.
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That dream.
The dream I've had every night for the past two months; it's scaring me too much. I feel like it's an omen. I can't stand it, going to sleep and having to replay it again and again.
It always starts out the same.
I open my eyes to find my left arm is chained to a wall. I'm in a white bridal dress. The room in itself is weird enough; I can see my ( Read more... )
