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11-611/6/09 The house is nearly as cold as the yard, but the air is older, stiller. We entered happily, grateful for the respite from the elements. An expansive maze of dark wood walls, bronzed mirrors, and blue carpets greeted us, swallowing the sound of our short breaths, and dulling the impact of our feet and suitcases.11-6
The beach was gone. In its place was a mirage, an in-between world. No longer the uneasy compromise of land and sea, it had become a being wholly of its own. The ocean rose up before us to meet the clouds, no definitive border existing between them. All was white. Foam,
| whee! |
| is it really so terrible that i love them all ?! *twitches* |
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Never catch her,
but cant stop tryin
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"I'm in no condition to drive...wait! I shouldn't listen to myself, I'm drunk!" -Homer J. Simpson
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-IM TAKING FREE REQUESTS!
please read my journal for details-
mind if i watch you? *stalkerz*
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