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my fingernails are pink
do i want to know?
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[01 Dec 2010|02:52am] |
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Oh, Bella?
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[25 Sep 2010|04:40am] |
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I'm not sure I'm ever going to be able to find the right names for my new pups. They don't seem to like anything I've come up with so far. They're going to be bloody terrorists, I can tell already.
I think I may have to go out and buy a book to give me more options than my memory provides.
[Bella]
Have I thanked you yet, for my new pets?
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[30 Sep 2009|11:56pm] |
I feel disarmed, suddenly.
It's difficult to describe what I feel, or why I feel it, but wandering around this place aimlessly, without focus, has begun to wear on me.
This place is supposed to be one of rest, yet I am restless.
Free and without anyone to follow or seek guidance from for the first time in memory, of course I am going to go searching for things to fulfill that burning need.
At times, I get lost and I take things into my own hands. I feel only a moment's satisfaction for such a small release, and yearn for something more.
What is it I am supposed to be doing?
[Private to the Fates]
A word, if I may?
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[07 Sep 2009|06:01am] |
[Private to Rosa]
Mother!
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crushed