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I want this to be an anonymous post. If you see this post, I'd appreciate a comment on it.
Say anything you like. Good things, bad things, random things, problems you have with me, problems you're having yourself, confessions, anything. Just be honest. -
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Tonight was everything I wanted and more. I forgot I could even scream like that and it felt so, so good. I'll love this band until the day I die.
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#sydmas is tomorrow so this is the final roll call! also serving as a reminder of what i need to pack.
as i've said, i often forget this sort of thing, so please let me know, or correct me if i am wrong.
this is what i remember borrowing:
travis - i have your flavor of love 1 and 2. i will return these to you ASAP and meant to do so the other weekend ( Read more... ) -
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The Real Life my elders spoke of was, according to them, something cold and stark and grim, something that was always trying to catch you when you weren't looking, and trip you up. But that Morning confirmed that Christmas, and told me they were wrong. Real Life was in that singing blue and in the trumpets and shells and bells of those flowers.
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okay, so, i'm planning on moving overseas as some of you may know and i'm trying to compile a list of things that people have borrowed, or i have borrowed from them. the thing is, i often forget this sort of thing, so please let me know, or correct me if i am wrong.
this is what i remember borrowing:
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a letter.
i know i shouldn't care so much, and it shouldn't hurt as much, but it does. and worst of all, i don't think you even realise you're doing it. i wish i could be flippant and just not give a shit, but that's not me. i don't know how to turn it off. i'm left feeling like no one really cares and it just makes me think, "well, why bother? why waste ( Read more... ) -
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the universe did everything to keep me and this boy apart. before we ever got a chance to turn our flirty behaviour into anything, he moved to sydney.
LOOK AT HIM NOW! KILL MEEEEEEE!!!
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