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Post by Absinthe on Mar 11, 2007 23:04:19 GMT -6
Perfect…… so fucking perfect. cant figure it out just running varying circles and directions and where the Hell am I anyway? keep coming back
to the beginning. . .
you……me nodbody. everybody everything nothing
whirlwinds emotional breakdowns inevitable she’s oblivious almost feel bad about it…..
almost.
aching to touch cant sleep without your sweet dreams
sweet, sweet, dreams
of you…..me Us.
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Post by Sharon on Mar 12, 2007 18:41:19 GMT -6
this is definitely not like your usual writing - not that you have one specific style.
it's pretty clear that you've straight forwardly expressed what was on your mind and didn't really focus on the mechanics - something we all have to do once in a while.
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