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Mar 18, 2004 20:52

Along the path where the stream is talking, i breathe the mist and continue walking. The wood it whispers in a language of its own. As a sigh escaped my lips i feel the light caress of fingertips that steal away the breath and leave me on my own. Waiting, i despair. Somehow i ended up here in between, where there is always the comfort of knowing ( Read more... )

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untilwedrown March 18 2004, 18:03:27 UTC
copy paste, copy paste!
the wonders of copy paste.

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xscrletpassionx March 18 2004, 18:04:48 UTC
yes, ill admit it, i copy pasted from my away message. =X

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secret_cliche March 18 2004, 18:11:58 UTC
ohmygracious. copy and pasting again moma? tisk tisk. THAT DESERVES A SSSPPPPPANKIN! lol ew...... hahaha anyway, man you are simply wonderful. i swear, if i was a guy, i'd take you home to my mom. oh wait... you are my mom. hey that'd be kinda weird... hm. well my love, i shall see you tomorrow. IN THE JANITOR'S CLOSSEEETTT! oh yeah. cause you know how we do. summer at ocean city! mmm yay. man, you are so awesome. i sure hope you're doing well. take care. love you mom! <333

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