I don't know what's better: the pale, pale, frigid, windswept, starkly naked beauty of a the half-light of dawn on a November morning, reaching out toward winter...or the shuddering, passionate frenzy of the way some songs just hit you, and key you up to such a high frequency you can barely stand it. Both are making me insanely happy today
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You are my own true love. I wouldn't be nearly as marvelous without you.
Love,
Nikki
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I just wish it'd stayed snowy! :p
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