Listening to: A Day in the Death of me - Beyond The Fall
Reading: InkHeart by Cornelia Funke
Watching: computer screen
Playing: Music
Eating: nothin'
Drinking: Water
.... for about a month or so. ^-^ Sorry if I scared you. So yeah, I will be gone for about a month, maybe a bit over one, I'm going to Nova Scotia today, wednesday June 25th 2008. So, this means that I wont being putting things up for awhile and wont be able to answer your messages aswell. When I come back, I'll put up a new jourmal so you all know.
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Let the rain fall. Let it wash away the tears you cry. Let it wash away your sorrow. Let it wash away all your grief. But never, let it wash away our memories.
-- They say there are two kinds of bugs here in Texas: the ones who are small enough to fly through your screen door, and the ones who are big enough to open it. 0_0
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Let the rain fall. Let it wash away the tears you cry. Let it wash away your sorrow. Let it wash away all your grief. But never, let it wash away our memories.
-- They say there are two kinds of bugs here in Texas: the ones who are small enough to fly through your screen door, and the ones who are big enough to open it. 0_0
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Let the rain fall. Let it wash away the tears you cry. Let it wash away your sorrow. Let it wash away all your grief. But never, let it wash away our memories.
-- They say there are two kinds of bugs here in Texas: the ones who are small enough to fly through your screen door, and the ones who are big enough to open it. 0_0
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Let the rain fall. Let it wash away the tears you cry. Let it wash away your sorrow. Let it wash away all your grief. But never, let it wash away our memories.
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Let the rain fall. Let it wash away the tears you cry. Let it wash away your sorrow. Let it wash away all your grief. But never, let it wash away our memories.
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Let the rain fall. Let it wash away the tears you cry. Let it wash away your sorrow. Let it wash away all your grief. But never, let it wash away our memories.
-- They say there are two kinds of bugs here in Texas: the ones who are small enough to fly through your screen door, and the ones who are big enough to open it. 0_0
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Let the rain fall. Let it wash away the tears you cry. Let it wash away your sorrow. Let it wash away all your grief. But never, let it wash away our memories.
-- They say there are two kinds of bugs here in Texas: the ones who are small enough to fly through your screen door, and the ones who are big enough to open it. 0_0
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Let the rain fall. Let it wash away the tears you cry. Let it wash away your sorrow. Let it wash away all your grief. But never, let it wash away our memories.
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Let the rain fall. Let it wash away the tears you cry. Let it wash away your sorrow. Let it wash away all your grief. But never, let it wash away our memories.
-- They say there are two kinds of bugs here in Texas: the ones who are small enough to fly through your screen door, and the ones who are big enough to open it. 0_0
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Let the rain fall. Let it wash away the tears you cry. Let it wash away your sorrow. Let it wash away all your grief. But never, let it wash away our memories.
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Let the rain fall. Let it wash away the tears you cry. Let it wash away your sorrow. Let it wash away all your grief. But never, let it wash away our memories.
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Let the rain fall. Let it wash away the tears you cry. Let it wash away your sorrow. Let it wash away all your grief. But never, let it wash away our memories.
-- They say there are two kinds of bugs here in Texas: the ones who are small enough to fly through your screen door, and the ones who are big enough to open it. 0_0
Devious Comments
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Let the rain fall.
Let it wash away the tears you cry.
Let it wash away your sorrow.
Let it wash away all your grief.
But never, let it wash away our memories.
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I miss you...
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They say there are two kinds of bugs here in Texas: the ones who are small enough to fly through your screen door, and the ones who are big enough to open it. 0_0
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Let the rain fall.
Let it wash away the tears you cry.
Let it wash away your sorrow.
Let it wash away all your grief.
But never, let it wash away our memories.
--
They say there are two kinds of bugs here in Texas: the ones who are small enough to fly through your screen door, and the ones who are big enough to open it. 0_0
--
Let the rain fall.
Let it wash away the tears you cry.
Let it wash away your sorrow.
Let it wash away all your grief.
But never, let it wash away our memories.
--
They say there are two kinds of bugs here in Texas: the ones who are small enough to fly through your screen door, and the ones who are big enough to open it. 0_0
--
Let the rain fall.
Let it wash away the tears you cry.
Let it wash away your sorrow.
Let it wash away all your grief.
But never, let it wash away our memories.
--
Let the rain fall.
Let it wash away the tears you cry.
Let it wash away your sorrow.
Let it wash away all your grief.
But never, let it wash away our memories.
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Let the rain fall.
Let it wash away the tears you cry.
Let it wash away your sorrow.
Let it wash away all your grief.
But never, let it wash away our memories.
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You fracture me... Your hands on me...
A touch so plain... So stale...
...it kills...
(The Cure)
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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They say there are two kinds of bugs here in Texas: the ones who are small enough to fly through your screen door, and the ones who are big enough to open it. 0_0
--
Let the rain fall.
Let it wash away the tears you cry.
Let it wash away your sorrow.
Let it wash away all your grief.
But never, let it wash away our memories.
--
They say there are two kinds of bugs here in Texas: the ones who are small enough to fly through your screen door, and the ones who are big enough to open it. 0_0
--
Let the rain fall.
Let it wash away the tears you cry.
Let it wash away your sorrow.
Let it wash away all your grief.
But never, let it wash away our memories.
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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Let the rain fall.
Let it wash away the tears you cry.
Let it wash away your sorrow.
Let it wash away all your grief.
But never, let it wash away our memories.
--
They say there are two kinds of bugs here in Texas: the ones who are small enough to fly through your screen door, and the ones who are big enough to open it. 0_0
--
Let the rain fall.
Let it wash away the tears you cry.
Let it wash away your sorrow.
Let it wash away all your grief.
But never, let it wash away our memories.
--
Let the rain fall.
Let it wash away the tears you cry.
Let it wash away your sorrow.
Let it wash away all your grief.
But never, let it wash away our memories.
--
Let the rain fall.
Let it wash away the tears you cry.
Let it wash away your sorrow.
Let it wash away all your grief.
But never, let it wash away our memories.
--
They say there are two kinds of bugs here in Texas: the ones who are small enough to fly through your screen door, and the ones who are big enough to open it. 0_0
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