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things are (s)well. brilliant hangouts and moments and such with one singular sensation of a person. im starved for sleep. i need more books to read, more music to listen to, more clothes to wear, more mouths to feed, more lactose in my milk. i could ramble on more and not use proper casing and such, but it's 4:30 am and you know, that's just not a) feasible or b) my idea of a good time. im going to start working on my design skills more and more, and take more phots with recharged batteries in a digital camera. the quality willn't be the best, but it's practice. i've got a lot of stuff on my mind and seem to have forgotten how to articulate myself, both verbally and in this instance, as well. im sorry.
i feel like ive fallen through branches of a bare tree after my chute never opened, but landed on water balloons that both comforted my fall and soaked me in nice, cool water. weird.
i feel like ive fallen through branches of a bare tree after my chute never opened, but landed on water balloons that both comforted my fall and soaked me in nice, cool water. weird.