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I had to do this for a class, so I share with you. Phillip and I went to the ballet Saturday night. I think we're going out again this weekend. I don't know what it means, and I've actually stopped caring. Well, I've stopped caring in that way where I demand a definition. I'll never stop caring in that I love him and am epically stupid where he is ( Read more... )

There was a time in my family's past, not so long ago as you would think...World War II, the second 'Great War', an oxymoronic title if ever one did exist. Picture a harbor full of battleships, war planes, soldiers of every stripe and color crawling the decks and ships, standing at attention, awaiting orders, wondering just what country or field of ( Read more... )