Everything on a calm Sunday morning.

Nov 02, 2003 21:55

If I were obliged to write down what perfect Sunday mornings could be like, I might have wanted to get up and find some paper and a pencil when, after a few minutes of this, I realized it might never happen so adequately again ( Read more... )

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Amidst the cold, amidst a patch of fallen leaves, i might find you in a cemetary breeze... anonymous November 13 2003, 13:58:05 UTC
Couldn't decide, but brought myself to anyways. A million miles away, and still a lingering thought. A steady hand, and a nervous stomach make little room for conversation.

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Such a strategic movement. miss_ladybug January 2 2004, 18:58:10 UTC
So basically you're saying nothing at all.

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keepupalive December 5 2003, 11:47:21 UTC
it doesn't mean anything i'm not on your friends list.

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Lots of people aren't places. miss_ladybug January 2 2004, 18:29:46 UTC
Some things mean less the more you put your faith into actual reason.

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meth_lab_death February 8 2004, 03:07:43 UTC
not quite finished yet........but in the making peter_sotos interested?

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jen_shumate March 9 2004, 12:54:52 UTC
can i steal a story for my mag?

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