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Sep 25, 2005 00:36

there's a cool breeze whisping the pieces of hair, that have fallen down from my bobbypins, tickling me neck. it's autumn; the season where everything seems new and fresh, despite nature's readiness to hibernate until march or april or may ( Read more... )

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gerardomacphail September 25 2005, 05:33:14 UTC
it is very strange. that its the beginning of the end of a year, and this is the time that feels most like the first page in the book.
i miss your face. and your face behind scarves. and alec's sunglasses. hee.

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hey_emma September 25 2005, 10:00:58 UTC
I like your journal. I added you if that is okay.

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galaxxystar September 25 2005, 21:27:18 UTC
meow meow meow meow, meowmeow! meow moew meeeow!

thats all i have to say for now. call me soon. we'll have a bagel quickie.

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katiesapp September 25 2005, 21:45:09 UTC
i look forward to the time i will see you next.

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onawalkaway September 26 2005, 01:52:51 UTC
Fuck you for making me cry, Elizabeth J. L. Kendricken.

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