she was elusive. she was today. she was tomorrow. she was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. we did not know what to make of her. in our minds we tried to pin her to corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew.
i love that.
it's from my favorite book of all time.
:)
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lol
but um yea........................................................................christmas yea thats it um yea it rocks with its music and such
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and you.
**love**
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:) love.
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:)
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ha u must ask around(or read my journal)
ps.....I ♥ AMANDA
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~Amanda
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we have the same name.
that means i love you.
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