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2006 10 February :: 7.35pm
:: Mood: cold
:: Music: play crack the sky - brand new
the morning finds our bodies washed up thirty miles west
you are ridiculous.
your gender, in particular, is ridiculous,
and awkward is not a strong enough word.
you know sometimes they call me tous lightening,
but i suppose this can mean nothing,
since lightening can never strike in the same place twice.
sweet words
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rina
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2006 8 February :: 2.57am
:: Mood: exhausted
ignoring the ache of my head,
i have never in my life felt so elated.
its 3 in the morning,
and i have no one to share this with.
1 whisper |
sweet words
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rina
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2006 3 February :: 4.58pm
:: Mood: energetic
:: Music: something to look forward to - spoon
some things are best left unsaid
i have decided,
that late nights spent on useless speeches, essays, projects, etc
are entirely over.
i'm going to be young and carefree.
sweet words
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rina
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2006 1 February :: 11.36pm
:: Mood: sleepy
:: Music: let go - frou frou
there's beauty in the breakdown
i need better work ethic,
because it mostly consists of sighs,
backward glances, impossible structures.
this is so difficult,
willing the right words to flow from my fingertips.
i always think that its so much easier speaking in person,
because think of what we're missing?
creeping blushes, fidgeting hands, bright eyes.
we're so defined by our mannerisms.
so much that it makes up, oh, 95 percent of language.
sweet words
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