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Jan 23, 2009 14:38

"Are we figments of our gin? Are we long-lost orphaned kin?
Or the mad descendants of a writer's pen?
No one's sane behind their mask. Ask what you really want to ask."
And I close my eyes and whisper, "Can you take me back again?"

Save me, save me, I've lost my memory
I'm outside the world looking in
Save me, save me, I'm lost in the memory
And I'd ( Read more... )

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bansai8 January 23 2009, 22:57:47 UTC
very funky--for some reason your font has no contrast with the background, and is barely a shadow, or perhaps figment of our imagination?

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tereshkova2001 January 23 2009, 22:58:44 UTC
I know what I want to do, but not how to do it, so I am trying random things.

Any better if you click through to the LJ?

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technoshaman January 24 2009, 00:59:07 UTC
what is it you're trying to do? (If you click through, it shows, but not against your background...)

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vixyish January 24 2009, 03:39:24 UTC
*claps hands delightedly*

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