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[Apr. 25th, 2005|02:59 pm] |
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im getting the internet back soon. my mums considering broadband again, which is quite simply excellent. i miss andy. it really hurts that he's with hannah. she was my copper-kettle girl.
i must get back to my work. it won't do itself |
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[Jan. 19th, 2005|05:23 pm] |
i guess it wouldn't hurt to keep this one open to comment people?
well i am.
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| The Last Post Ever!! |
[Nov. 9th, 2004|09:31 pm] |
I am moving to www.livejournal.com/users/futuredoctors , thats right kids 'futuredoctors' so if anyone would like to be added to this list then comment me there.
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[Nov. 2nd, 2004|08:55 pm] |
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friends only! if you would like to be added, comment me and i'll add you so long as you don't like story of the year or something shit. x |
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[Nov. 2nd, 2004|08:44 pm] |
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no emotions , love stories or regrets |
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| for the next person who is searching for something |
[May. 6th, 2004|08:23 pm] |
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Sing to her. The soft sound of your mellow voice, your mono tone provoking little emotion. She can see it in your face that you are resolute only to making her feel the technicoloured imagery she makes you see every time your eyes meet.
Letters that you have written a thousand times that you have always suppressed. Her last words drifting through your thoughts; Making you feel inadequate to her compelling sensitivity that only equate to the beauty in her smile.
Glowing anticipations you have laced ribbons in.Although they shine like silk they are abrasive to the skin. Hate her for a false ideal and how warm she made you feel. Force a smile seeing her with new faces. Then hate yourself as your heart races |
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