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Feb 01, 2005 15:48

I dreamt last night, that she wrote me a letter on a crumpled peice of paper. Among the words I could make out, my favorite to read in her handwriting; us. "Still, nightly I think of us, it helps me to sleep and to dream what I want to dream," Our moments are frozen in time, like a painting hanging on the wall of a house, resting on that nail ( Read more... )

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urlilcowgirl February 3 2005, 23:30:37 UTC
wow... did you write that?...wow...

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unseen_war February 4 2005, 05:22:29 UTC
Yes i did!

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love_lifted_me February 4 2005, 03:06:45 UTC
he is the coolest.

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love_lifted_me February 4 2005, 03:07:22 UTC


,<3

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flytothe_end June 10 2005, 16:19:55 UTC
i've got a bad habit of commenting on old things..but, since i never said anything before,

this is amazing.

if i could write like this, i'd never stop.

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