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[19 Jul 2006|11:19am] |
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Oh I love love my LivLiv. It's so nice to have someone call you and actually want to hang out with you. I adore her to bits and pieces.
Now I must tend to my lovely orchid babies so farewell (for now).
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[19 Jul 2006|10:15am] |
So, apparently I've become spider-woman.
I wake up this morning and there's this gigantic (about the size of a thumbtack-- maybe a little smaller) spider hanging in front of my face. Yeah, not my idea of a nice way to wake up either.
And then I have to pee so I sneak out of my room and when I get to the bathroom, there's another spider lurking along the baseboards and it starts running toward me. It's freaky.
I'm a spider magnet. {{creepy music}} hmm }}o{{
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[18 Jul 2006|09:03pm] |
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So, I've been having kind of a shitty time of it lately. With the Sunday-ness only it's branched away from Sundays. Yesterday I had a breakdown. While driving. Yeah, bad. So I'm not sure what this means for me and all this afternoon I've been fuzzy around the edges. ::sigh::
It always comes back just when I've been doing really well for a while... I'm trying to think of a way to fix this, for good. Because I can't spend my life hoping I have a good day...
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[17 Jul 2006|09:28pm] |
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Oh and they love and I love and there is still a way to survive through all of this that means so much nothing. Beside pain and beside complacency there is vivacity and life and spontaneity and coincidence. I can find my way, if I can always see these lights at the end of every tunnel. In dark I don't need arms to hold me, just my truth and my not-quites and perfection. Glitter-glamour-girl worlds. Stringy-sandy-surfer-chick worlds. Mine, all mine, and the eyes don't leave me when I move. Funny to think how I covet their faults when I have so many of my own... Wish_I_had_your_faults___by_girltripped.jpg
so less than a week to go and I only wish I hadn't given you so much of the special stuff. I don't get tired so much. I don't despair, not for long. 17... this is you isn't it? you are, I mean...
I mean beauty.
It's all around us, have you noticed?
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