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This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin.: too little too late.

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This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin. Wednesday, November 15, 2006. Too little too late. You yank out that annoying weed in your garden, thinking it's the solution to your problems, but a few days later you find it growing back in the same spot you plucked it out. you forgot to remove the root. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.

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This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin.: i would, for just one day

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This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin. Monday, November 27, 2006. I would, for just one day. There are many days, where i am so bloody tempted to jump into a cab to your place, throw myself at you when you open your front door, and spend the entire day cuddling with you. Just one more day. Remember how i promised i would come over when your folks are gone? And we would have the house to ourselves, act like a king and queen, get drunk over rum, and watch dvds till we fall asleep in each others arms.

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This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin.: November 2006

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This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin. Monday, November 27, 2006. I would, for just one day. There are many days, where i am so bloody tempted to jump into a cab to your place, throw myself at you when you open your front door, and spend the entire day cuddling with you. Just one more day. Remember how i promised i would come over when your folks are gone? And we would have the house to ourselves, act like a king and queen, get drunk over rum, and watch dvds till we fall asleep in each others arms.

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This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin.: truths hurt

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This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin. Wednesday, November 22, 2006. Is it better that other people are happy rather than yourself? Because if it were the case, i'd stay with you in order to make you happy, and for others to see that i'm so-called making the right choice. I'm so into you. but i can't fool my heart. Is it not better? Would you rather i fake a smile every day and hold you in my arms and lie about how i want to be with you forever and how i want to have your kids?

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This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin.: day eleven

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This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin. Sunday, November 12, 2006. The Five Love Languages. My primary love language is probably. With a secondary love language being. Complete set of results. Tomorrow i'm going to dress all mod and go for my first formal interview ever in my whole life. i love my new dress. maybe i'll even get some photos taken and put them up. Tomorrow is, indeed, Dress Up Day. i love days like these. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.

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This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin.: day nine: kisses.

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This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin. Friday, November 10, 2006. Booze doesn't make you drunk if you know your limits. but i guess it does make you relaxed. Relaxed enough for someone to finally take the courage to make the first move. I don't know what we were saying, and suddenly he leaned over and gave me two pecks on my lips. then we continued talking somemore, and i leaned over and kissed him back lightly. Okay, so that's how far we'll go for tonight, i thought. I swear, this guy's just the best.

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love's the funeral of hearts

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As colors run together into brown. And fall and die. The leaves crack cold. Beneath my condensated breath. Dew runs together into leaves. And then they freeze. Hanging just below my window ledge. I wrap a scarf around my neck. The clear crisp air. That isn't cold enough for winter yet. A stinging comes into my nose as. Watching and waiting for autumn's end. Thursday, January 25, 2007 @ 2:57 AM}. I'm holding on by letting go of you. Run away this time without you. Thursday, January 18, 2007 @ 6:30 PM}.

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This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin.: day six

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This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin. Wednesday, November 08, 2006. Stolen from the all-time favourite friend, punani. 10 things i wish i could say to 10 different people. 1 i miss you so much and i wish our schedules could bring us to meet up more often so we can spend time like we did. talking on the phone just ain't enough. i need you physically in my life! 6 i'm grateful that you have done so much to support me all this while. i may not show it, but i love you and i want to make you proud. 8 eve...