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Date / Time : Friday, November 12, 2010 / 7:41 AM
bluebirds kissing on the loosely-strung pylons bluebirds singing in the rain- warm, golden voices stirred the cold air her voice, the sweet, melliflous song his, a baritone of tender harmony intertwined
hi world, i'm pissed/sad/angry/idk. darn. i'm pissed at how your words can affect me so easily. i'm angry at the fact that i still care. ohshoots. how i wish i can say idrc ):
