There I was on the bus downtown...
OK, THAT IS A COMPLETE FABRICATION.

There is wildlife that would be of a dangerous nature to a girl like me on the busses here.

MY HEALTH: Things are slow as Hell but this is the upside: Ya ready? Sit down. I AM RECOVERING.

And really, at the end of the day, isn't that the important part?

(damn, Ronnie James Dio fucking meant it when he sang) Where was I, oh...yeah, my growing attraction for @
sine-out Why you ask? Is it the fact that we are 5 billion miles apart? Or that we have absolutely nothing in common but our inability to sleep normally? I am pretty sure that could maintain ANY successful relationship.

But seriously, have you met a kinder person in your life? That is all I need to know. Nothing more attractive, and I mean that in a totally asexual as well as Biblical sense. If I could write anymore, I would write odes about Lewis.

Lewis, you are a wonderful, kind-hearted soul I couldn't be prouder to have ever known you.
That is the sincere bit.
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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It's that terrifying place where loneliness itself will make her forget how to smile...
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It's that terrifying place where loneliness itself will make her forget how to smile...
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...If there were no birds, would we still dream of flying?...
Take special care!!
Jen
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It's that terrifying place where loneliness itself will make her forget how to smile...
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It's that terrifying place where loneliness itself will make her forget how to smile...
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It's that terrifying place where loneliness itself will make her forget how to smile...
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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CSS Designer/Front-End Developer, deviantART
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It's that terrifying place where loneliness itself will make her forget how to smile...
Thanks so much dear. <3
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Hello world! I love you.
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It's that terrifying place where loneliness itself will make her forget how to smile...
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Hello world! I love you.
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poets are singers who haven't learnt to sing
musicians who haven't learned to play
they know not what it is we bring
think us priests who haven't learnt to pray.
--Azuire//lastfactor&c.
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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