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since 17 March 2007
There were two glasses and two chairs
And two people with the one pulse
(Somebody stopped the moving stairs)
Time was away and somewhere else.
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- Jay The Americans--come a little bit closer
- our ethics presentation is finally over!~my loveli...
- for some reason today i feel this surge of self-pi...
- my ethics class at 8.30 hits me like a sleeping pi...
- -.- tax planning is a lullabyand in this room, tim...
- rawh.'just rawhhh'happy belated burfday howie.
- i was just reading some old posts from the old blo...
- oh hahahahalittle hypocrite.some people reap what ...
- mish mash
- what do you do when your world lets you down?you c...
- everynow and then, as the boyscout and the bestfri...
- am a sticker for deadlines.
- The innocent victims of Internet child abuse canno...
- sleepover
- this, that, oh whatever.that's just how i'm feelin...
- wedding prep is underwayeveryone's involved with c...
- a little tiredthat's allto you,it'll get better.it...
- stay outta my facebecause i'm busy and i've things...
- no body understandsbecause i dont understand.
- celia's immediate things to dofinish ethics essay ...
- it's too early in the morning, and we sulk in clas...
- if i love Youif i love You(thickness meansworlds i...
- for once, i don't have the words to describe the n...
- my one true love
- note to young men..
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