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Mon, 10 Apr 2006 17:28:13 GMT

Where did my lamb go? I wish he could stay. I feel as empty as a widow, I'm going to sleep it all away.

Mon, 23 Jan 2006 02:10:33 GMT

"Oft turning others' leaves to see if thence would flow some fresh and fruitful shower upon my sunburned brain."
Oh, this is it.
Hilary, don't run now, you're so infatuated, this is it, don't run now.
Don't delete.
Don't delete.
Foot shaking now, shaking shaking, but it's okay 'cause this is it and it's not the kind of shaking in preparation for rocket-shipping but for thoughts flowing so happily
so happily
so happily.

Thu, 24 Nov 2005 22:02:41 GMT

This is my life:
listening to "Wanksta"
reading Anais Nin
doing my nails

That's it.