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So Apropos
Saw death on a sunny snowFor every life, forego the parable. Seek the light, my knees are cold. (Running home, running home) Go find another lover; To bring and- to string along. With all your lies, you're still very lovable. I toured the light, so many foreign roads For Emma, forever ago. |
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bored and cryptic
HISTORIAN, n. A broad-gauge gossip.I guess all this is getting to me. Its all work and no play for jane. I've realized my addiction of sleeping. I sleep things off. I predict an addiction to sleeping pills in the future. Okay, enough with the cryptic. Point is all the sleeping today has given me a headache, and the headache I had before still hasn't gone away. Its annoying and irritating. I wish I had a warm belly to cuddle up to. I miss you. OH, and on a slightly related issue, FACEBOOK is ah-meh-zing! I love blogging in question marks(: Drives all my stalker friends mad (and yes, I mean you Joel). |