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Apr 12, 2005 01:24

There are lives in which I feel I can't escape, as well as lives I cannot penetrate. No, that's wrong. This isn't subtle enough. How much is that doggy in the window? Yes, the perfect metaphor for an outsider looking in. She's a cute dog, cartoon-like. Brown with big eyes. A red collar, wags its tail endlessly. Why, don't even worry about the cost ( Read more... )

essay, depression, dogs, sad

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anonymous April 12 2005, 19:32:35 UTC
What Chopin piece?

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sexydecoy April 12 2005, 21:58:11 UTC
Oh gosh, the file name is "Nocturne for Violin and Piano", but I'm embarassed to say I don't know the actual name of the piece.

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cheesyamoeba April 13 2005, 03:08:16 UTC
These past few entries have been exceptionally awesome.

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