Once upon a time there was a girl, she was never really pretty but she smiled a lot and she had freckles on her face and screwed up her nose when she thought hard. She was blessed with gifts of health and intelligence and this created in her a thirst for knowledge and a drive to discover Truth, and for many years this is how life continued. She
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On a less depressive note, try (although it may be very hard) looking at yourself with the low sun shining through the window, illuminating you. You may see yourself in a new light. (well for your benefit incase you cant manage it, you go look great, i think radiant would just take the light metaphors too far)
And for your lyrical pleasure, one of my favourite songs to curl up to. if anyone wants the mp3 then im here: riven.box@virgin.net:
"Fall" by Something Corporate ( ... )
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Who are you?
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Okay, so I've forgotten your name. Believe me, I'm embarassed. But, oh my God, you write so amazingly.
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im glad you liked my writting, i've just started redesigning my website and i was thinking bout doing a journal on there, but i wouldn't be able to be honest because of the worry of people who its about, reading it. I play my cards close to my chest, its the only way you can avoid dissapointment. Sometimes its best to not even look at your hand so that you don't know you've lost. That way you never give up.
and still louise hasnt figured me! i feel bad for not just saying, but im afraid of say for what peoples views on me are. and it isnt necessarily important who i am, just that my small thoughts brough some happiness.
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A happy grateful boy
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