The pleasant past, modern day tragedies and love songs

Aug 28, 2007 22:32

The wooden boy, figment made of shards of glass
stacked, loved and cried upon
wished for and left wanting
the girl who'd love the wooden boy, queen of a house of cards
beautiful mess. breathtaking
left longing, aching for something dark and real

I dont know how to finish this. I'll come back to it. 
It made a hole and its my fault

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flangiiie August 29 2007, 17:16:00 UTC
I was very suprised to check my journal after almost 5 months to see you had posted in your journal. Ive been busy with babies, husbands, and tattoos :D aaah the life!

Hope to catch up soon!

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if you don't well, honey, then you don't explicaciones October 24 2007, 02:48:36 UTC
jimmy and this weather makes me miss you tons.
come sing with me fuckerrrrrrrr!

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explicaciones February 22 2008, 22:42:02 UTC
you,
come.
now!

ps // yes, i'm pouting.

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