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an empty frame.'s Diary
by an empty frame.

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Sailing through your disease and you

02/24/2010

I am wanting. I am wanting. I am wanting. I am wanting. I am wanting. I am wanting. I am left wanting and I am alone.


His want does not compare to mine. His want is trivial. Mine is like wanting water to drink so that I might live and only having a cup of my own urine. I can only survive a few days like this.


Beep... Beep... Beep... Beep...


And in my dreams you're alive and you're crying
As your mouth moves with mine soft and sweet
Rings of flowers 'round your eyes and I love you
For the rest of your life

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This made me cry. I don't know that it was supposed to. Maybe its pregnancy. But I'm sorry.

[Morning.GloryStar|0 likes] [|reply]

You dork. It wasn't meant to make you cry. LOL. *ahem* Sorry

[an empty frame.|0 likes] [|reply]

RYN; Ha, I still might do the knuckle tats.

[sheela-na-gig|0 likes] [|reply]

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