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Nov 11, 2008 00:07

he thinks he knows what he's doing ( Read more... )

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notyourshot November 12 2008, 23:27:05 UTC
yeah, i did. while i wrote it i thought about...three things, really. first, my hands. because they're kind of...traslucid. except not really, because you can't see the blue of my veins, but my skin is so sensitive the wrinkles are always there. so the palm of my hand looks a million years old. and i just thought about kind of destiny and hands and always looking forward to something and not to what you have right in front of you. though that wasn't really the final product but whatev. lol ( ... )

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