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| current | archives | profile | notes | gbook | host Reading: First Among Sequels - Jasper Fforde angstangstangstangstangst. Sleepover! Wooh! Humidity be gone now, please. 26 days till Autumn. Dads suck. Can I get a refund? Staceys suck. Shut up, oh why won't you shut up??? I think I'm drowning, asphixiated. So many books to read so little time. I want to walk the green grounds, lit in one hand, caffeine in the other. Laugh, smile, savour. You can't burn down a brown concrete tomb. Elton John overload. Eloquent words. i never realised the passing hours of evening showers, a slipnoose hanging in my darkest dreams. im strangled by your haunted social scene, just a pawn outplayed by a dominating queen. its four oclock in the morning dammit listen to me good, im sleeping with myself tonight. saved in time, thank god my music's still alive. And if gerard sung that it would be called emo. New phone. Coming soon. Huzzah. So many numbers 6550061213110 but all the same. Too much caffeine no coherency. someone saved my life tonight. Cuddlecuddlecuddlecuddlecuddle I wanna cast magic missile. with a smile, you pull the deepest secrets from my heart. in all honesty im speechless and i dont know where to start underpressure. ba-da-day-dow. itstheterrorofknowingwhatthisworldisaboutwatchingsomegoodfriendscreamletmeout. dirty hair and sweat and grime and fastpaced and heat and feeling. with a smile, you pull the deepest secrets from my heart. in all honesty im speechless and i dont know where to start. I'll be your Lloyd Dobbler. With a boombox out in the street. I tried to give you up but I'm addicted ramblerambleramblerambleramble - - 2008-03-21
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