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[dandazzled]

what the fuck is happiness, it's lost here, temporarily. a smile, a day, time with donnie, the smell of grass at the barn, cliches. maybe people, maybe people or things i love are important. but i'm sitting here writing and it's words, word vomit, like shannyn's monologue, the weight of the words is unbearable sometimes, the words "i can't do this

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[janeowbeth]

I am in complete agreement with what you said about the face-to-face and snail mail versus IM and telephones... it's what brought me here concerning the Journal Pen Pals post, and if you are truly interested, feel free to e-mail me at Elveedaily@gmail.com. I'm putting together lists of users who want to be a part of the project:D.