you are about as steady as a candle's open flame...
and about as bright as a 3-way light bulb on its lowest setting.
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October
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- happy halloween, love.
- FCUK!!!!!
- goddess.
- dawg of the moment:
- i fell up the stairs this morning and tripped over...
- The Commoners
- holy poo!! van morrison came out with a new record...
- The Upper Class Staff:
- so maybe it's my messiah complex thing
- i really should make up a collage of all these lov...
- a prayer to the pooter gods.
- a rough draft. i think i'll call it "though..."
- big news, maybe?
- I cut up my heart. I made it into bite-sized piece...
- thank you, ranger... and welcome to the family.
- very weird.
- his emails are cold already. that explains the sh...
- fucking bittersweetly-bad poetry.
- well isn't it exciting?
- so i hear that you're sick!
- found in an old journal ...
- why, you ask?
- you are about as steady as a candle's open flame.....
- stuff i want to add to my quote book later:
- cue drooling here .
- this makes me sad. i hope i always like things li...
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