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Ten years, now.

( Read an old LJ entry about my mother. )

If only for tonight,
I will have you know you are my catalyst.
Tonight I will be obvious,
tonight you will be oblivious
Tonight you will have me up;
tonight will not see you awake.
Tonight will not be different.
Tonight you will keep me up.
Tonight you will sleep.
Tonight will be different;
I will let you know.

Ok. I have a lot to say, and the thoughts of what else I want to say keep interrupting what I'm saying. So I'm about to type my thoughts, in all of their fluidity ( Read more... )

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days, they approach and they pass like the white lines on the highway ( Read more... )

Note: I didn't type this. It was copied and pasted, then edited by me ( Read more... )

I've got you to propel me, but I still need so much ( Read more... )

http://www.smh.com.au/articles/2004/06/06/1086460175666.html

This literary masterpiece is looking a little battle-scarred. "Sing, goddess, of the accursed anger of Achilles, son of Peleus, which brought uncounted anguish on the Achaeans," Homer may have ( Read more... )

Hm. Journal will be friends only now. And now, the tough part: determining who are my friends, determining who I can trust to not show my livejournal and the pictures I take to my family.