Record: 47

Oct 02, 2010 19:37

[a sketch of a gardenia slowly appears in the journal, red inked. Those that know, know that it means joy.

Absently, tiny numbers appear as well, randomly ordered and going in a line before stopping at the end of the page.]

language of flowers, always in the heart, no words needed, thanks?, feels good to be alive, i know my brother

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