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i came back here after years away. and i am struck by the same things in your words, the syntax and the questions and the connotations and how it makes me want to write again and just the divisions and everything. "some where are/ sorrows our songbirds / like the purest of doves." ♥ i hope youre well & warm xo.
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psallmylove : |
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that last entry about the girl really spoke to me as i am that girl and if you figure out the answer or direction, please let me know. *
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rspctbledeth : |
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dreams are Night's poetry. I would be rich if I could record it all.
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throwingjuly : |
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thanks, though you wouldn't say that if you met me (i'm an airhead in a big way). anyway, you have wonderful taste. i've probably said that before. oh well. happy birthday.
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huocer : |
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yeah. I'm rspctbledeth, and bordemusic. I'm kinda strange like that. or something.
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x145 : |
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you do words the way they should be done.
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huocer : |
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aaaaaaa. beautiful words. Oh, and eternal sunshine is beyond amazing. I think I cried, but nothing came. If only life were so.. beautiful. (i bet it is, i'm just too lost in myself to notice)
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feetintheair : |
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i need help.
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cockheadjoe : |
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Please try again.
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cockheadjoe : |
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I think you are amazing, if you would like to begin a cryptic correspondence with me, you might cure some bored nights, which (moment1 + momentagain) would enhance my life (as well as let me freely overdramatize my life to a stranger, [could be fun?]). joeheadcock@netscape.net
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i-pretend : |
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thank you for the valentine. i'm sending you somethings in return. i've let my letters stack up. busy busy bee.
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cockheadjoe : |
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Learn one thing from your fellow architect:
Do not stack the bricks too high,
Hug the world and not thi sguy.
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thisisjohn : |
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i know, its crazy eh? I signed for this thing calld "dlandbirthdays". It looked neat. I had no idea they would all sign my notes and stuff. I guess I should have read the "about" link... this is what i get for not reading between the lines, or the lines at all. this is my life. i hope you are well.
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ambrosiah : |
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Oooh! A fellow Mineral fan.
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eta-c : |
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endserenadng gives good read!
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the-revival : |
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wow. this is magickal. added to faves. <3
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thatwasher : |
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like your stuff
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i-pretend : |
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dearest. be sure to check your mail, i sent you a couple of things. coffee is good when it is cold out. i miss you.
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motorcrash : |
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you rock!
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raven72d : |
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Ahhh... "the humanity"... I can't feel *too* sorry for them all.
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unamerican : |
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now you may not believe this. but i'm not telling you how much i just enjoyed reading your diary because john's link told me to. no, i'm telling you because i want to. because you should know just how good it really is.
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raven72d : |
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Azure Ray is a lovely band... And "East o' the Sun" is vur' much an old favorite...
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feetintheair : |
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have you ever listened to azure ray? they are silky sweet.
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huocer : |
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hello. i like.
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tokyo69 : |
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I really like that one.
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feetintheair : |
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sometimes i feel i do not have the sufficent words to adore his loving tongue, to show him the point where my throat chokes at his fingertips playing away at my collarbone.
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cockheadjoe : |
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I imagined you today. And, as if your home resides somewhere between some parentheses, I believe that if I met you, you would still be the same. And you are strikingly beautiful.
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cautionary : |
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"everything is a self portrait. everything is a diary" -- i am not finished, almost, though. but yes it is amazing how he can do it. thankyou, i hope you are having a nice day as well.
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cautionary : |
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beautiful.
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tokyo69 : |
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*wave*
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i-pretend : |
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hiding from me will get you nothing, i can be persistent, and pestilant, just email me...i'm hoping i've done nothing wrong?
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feetintheair : |
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there's a silly part in me that believes you know me and my lover
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i-pretend : |
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email me sucka. this is serious.
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i-pretend : |
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by the by...happy late birthday. i have a present for you.
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englishtea : |
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britt ashley!! you are the only one that may call me early and wake me up and i love you for it. your smile is a million kisses of sunshine!
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girl101 : |
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you remind me of ee. iloveyourwords. i'm glad you write//. "a love's truck moment." &oh, the joy in connotations. ♥.
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lightfallsup : |
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love the eliot quote by the way. it'a always been one of my favorites.
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thisisjohn : |
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I like your diary layout better.
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thisisjohn : |
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Its 11:28 pm. And I miss you.
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thisisjohn : |
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I miss you like a fat kid misses cake.
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thisisjohn : |
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WHERE THE GARDEN ENDS
SCARS OF NEVER MENDS
MAKE A WISH FOR ME AT THE OLIVE TREE
BREAK THE POISON HEARTS
BATHED IN LIGHT OF STARS
BLOOD IS PRECIOUS NOT TO BE LEFT IN THE
RAIN
IS GONNA COME DOWN HARD
I LIED WHEN I SAID THAT PART
ASHES
IS ALL I’VE GOT
I LIED WHEN I SUNK YOUR HEART
FEEL THE HANDS OF SHAME
CLUTCH AND BLEED THE FRAME
VIOLETS WHISPER ABOUT MY SISTER
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thisisjohn : |
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one of my favorites...
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thisisjohn : |
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someday the waves, is beautiful.
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cockheadjoe : |
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If you like Charlie Kaufman, then trust me and go rent Human Nature.
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dialzero : |
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Hey, thanks for your note! I'm glad you enjoyed the Spree! Are you on their message board? Anyway, feel free to join my PS ring (wink wink plug plug), and have a superb day.
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ohmakemeover : |
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i came, i saw, and was conquered. beautiful
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cheshireluci : |
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mm.. since i found you through another's notes, i thought, perhaps, i should leave you a note. i enjoy your words. see you again...
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i-pretend : |
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it's warm today. maybe in the coming weeks i will make a road trip and coincidentally end up somewhere that i could get a cup of coffee and chat with an admired peer. perhaps it will be warm then too.
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thisisjohn : |
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<3
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swollenthumb : |
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the stars are projectors
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cockheadjoe : |
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And thank you.
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cockheadjoe : |
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Passion is what most people live for, you have already been gracing me with small enormous poems, and now you have indirectly introduced me to a new favorite author. Amazing how an internet entity gave me more of a reason to live.
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justsomeguy : |
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lufituaeb era uoy ybab
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cockheadjoe : |
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And as the cavern of decay had uprooted itself to give way at its center, there was me and you at the heart of its splinter. I asked, "What is this?" and you said, "Never dead."
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cockheadjoe : |
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Evaginated Error:"mire". Sorry about that- The Editor.
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cockheadjoe : |
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Your "righting" has made me realize something about relationships, if two people want each other to be happy, and one would be happier without the other, then the partners should happily part, thus actually showing love. And, if some unknown feeling holds the other on, then this feeling is selfishness and it was never love in the first place. Thank you for giving me this divine realization. "To wallow in the nire." -Poe
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thisisjohn : |
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:) and straight, my face shall be.
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chumped : |
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hey, thanks for the coupland quote! did you ever read microserfs? i liked it, back in the day. where'd he say that about snow?
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neekay : |
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i am happy to have happened upon you. thank you for inspiration.
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pollymoog : |
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And E is for endserenading.
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cockheadjoe : |
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I do not exist in your world, so this much is true: I am already dead. This, is what death was like for me: there was no pain, just the sound of rain. A drizzle silhouette, all the cold and none of the wet. And then the flash of color, sounds of ends and mother (and I felt my skin become air). No thought of thinking, just a happening sinking (no who's,what's, or where's). All this in no time at all, yet not quick or small... just pleasant, as memories became present. I waited there for a long time, and then, came the endless rhyme. A lifetime of words sliding past, a jargon of exsistence at last (but no thought, just feel). I saw my birth give way to my death, and death give birth to my first breath (and it was all just as real). The skinned knees and broken limbs, the torn jeans and hoping sins. It came to white... and I became the one emotion I had been under everything... as a cloud. I pour my life down, and every animal on the plantet runs away. You drank me and had an odd day. Being the trees is nice. But, my favorite current entice- is the fog.
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youwilldie : |
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You had to have taken this from a Mineral album. Where else could it have came from. Whether you did or not, your writing is reminscent of Mineral...short, consise and cryptic lyrics that wouldn't be out of place in an emo band like, er, Mineral. I don't know if that was intended, but it works. I've enjoyed what you have to say.
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xuncaredx : |
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wow. great writing, you have to let me steal it for lyrics. xuncaredx
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thisisjohn : |
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i just bought a low album on saturday. it reminds me of you. its pretty music. hi.
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tasteforeign : |
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you are amazing.
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thecity : |
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Beauty So Much. xox, TheCity
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thisisjohn : |
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we have borders in RENO. just so you know. ;)
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chumped : |
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hello & thank you for the sweetest message! (how did you find me?) i like your giraffe poem. i'm glad you're putting your writing out there for people like me to come upon...
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englishtea : |
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you are one of the most beautiful people alive. i thank god for you every day, friend.
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i-pretend : |
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dear, i will be in your city in approximately two weeks. two weeks, two friends, makes sense, does it not?
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pools-of-red : |
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saulgoodman... ah yes, the good old day. some times i miss it, the way people actually had intelligent opinions about music that was actually good and the way joe vebally abused everyone with flagrant usage of the F word... yes, i recall the saulgoodman message board. i have to go, i think i'm starting to get all misty eyed.
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cockheadjoe : |
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As there are no words to match that of a poet, I say nothing, which is more poetic than anything. The crickets rejoice on your words, listen.
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thisisjohn : |
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i miss you tonight. i didnt know you read bukowski.
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bleedingink : |
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Thank you so much. Some compliments are just words. Others are worth keeping because the source is worth far more than the cost of a frame. This diary...means alot. It is my heart ripped wide open raw. I have another diary at quixotic-one if you're interested. Thank you again. Your writing is beautifully sparse, as graceful as the alphabet gets.
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cockheadjoe : |
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I like your righting.
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cockheadjoe : |
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(this is not for you)... When, for a moment, I stumbled out of conversation and realized that my body was a parasite that my mind kept alive. Every time I got close to enlightenment, it held me back with discomfort (and that perhaps I could exist without my body, kill it off, and become one with eternity). Unexpectedly, she leaned over and kissed me and I saw that it was a symbiotic relationship, as my body used my mind to stay alive, my mind used the body for sensations unthinkable. We had sev-...
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psallmylove : |
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hi again...i am soooooooo stupid...i left you a note in either your notes or guestbook asking what the note you left me about "ten long years in a straight line" meant...i don't know why i didnt realize it then...everclear lyrics of course! how could i have missed that...my favorite band! *brainfart* haha! so are you a fan of them too?
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psallmylove : |
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wow...that is a huge compliment coming from you...a writer that i think is amazing! thanks a lot and keep up the beautiful work yourself!
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psallmylove : |
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im sorry to have spelled your name wrong in my profile but im glad to have found you again...you were missed. What did you mean in that note you left in my diary notes? <3
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cockheadjoe : |
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I can't stop thinking of all the ways it could turn out. Except that some people seem to know already and they step with ease. I stumble in awe, I stumble in trouble.
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preceptionss : |
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this is an advertisement for a new public journal that has been created. if you have received this message in error, we offer you our apologies. have a nice day.
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iremainyours : |
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happy birthday!
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iremainyours : |
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thank you. for everything.
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guernica : |
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twentyeight more days tillyou get your tulips.youra special special girl b.andiloveyou
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sick-of-me : |
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phenomenal.
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i-pretend : |
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fabulous.
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iremainyours : |
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do you like joni mitchell? i've been listening to one of her records [clouds] all day. "the fiddle and the drum" particularly makes me think of you.
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heartshaped : |
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and i can.t sleep in a quiet room.
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heartshaped : |
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<3
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girl101 : |
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your writing is gorgeous. i love that photo too <3 keep on keepin' on, girlness. xo.
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iremainyours : |
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i see, realize and understand that you are beautiful and talented and. i just adore you.
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