Deep down, all the while, she was waiting for something to happen. Like a sailor in distress, she kept casting desperate glances over the solitary waters of her life, seeking some white sail in the distant mists of the horizon. She had no idea by what wind it would reach her, toward what shore it would bear her, or what kind of craft it would be -
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If you have a Greatest Journal, I post on my GJ a lot more often.
:] Yay for new friends!
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But let me tell you, I don't post as often in my LJ as I would like to. I mostly post on my GreatestJournal. I guess it's mainly because no one ever comments my LJ. :/ But I'll definitely start making more of an effort!
P.S. I love your icon!! Haha. :P
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