i sort of miss the insomnia. its solitude and its beauty.
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- hi kids!
- magic magic magic.
- carrying some very large watermelons.
- take me there.
- these are the only things that matter. these days ...
- 21st amendment.
- he was very excited about carrots.
- the skies were bigger than i ever thought it could...
- move away with me.
- big change.
- you really ought to consider.
- tell me a story about tomorrow.
- dance hard.
- two fireworks.
- we don't want to go where we get old.
- we are all alive.
- dear aquarius.
- i lost it.
- this morning.
- a face that tells stories.
- go.
- behind every beautiful thing.
- holy moly.
- i suppose it'll all make sense when we grow up.
- this could present a problem.
- but i still hear them.
- wanna fly?
- i am ok, even though i am not ok. i am ok.
- like secret road maps of their personal histories.
- you don't have to worry.
- people have scars.
- it take's time to realize your life's just what yo...
- ask any llama or deer.
- and all your bad days will end.
- when we love, we look pretty.
- it's what you've got.
- when there is nothing left to burn you have to set...
- throw her in the water.
- perhaps a singing bird will come.
- my love story.
- friday 11.01.2008 (-).
- it's better to burn out than to fade away.
- you're too young to be this empty, girl.
- run and run and run.
- i am trying to be a better person.
- change and improve the words.
- when the rain washes you clean.
- watch it burn.
- i don't really know what kind of girl i am.
- her galaxy came raining down.
- such high hopes.
- you know me.
- chocolates & cigarettes.
- by nine.
- the people in charge.
- little, little.
- keep us together.
- i was a kaleidoscope.
- i've changed a few times since then.
- soon is good.
- you will have to go slowly. you will have to learn...
- my love blooms when it's gone.
- a whole other story.
- those glossy eyes.
- not delusional; hopeful.
- i will try again tomorrow.
- tiptoe through our shiny city.
- lovely ran through her veins. she always wondered ...
- unrequited love handles.
- her heart will never be broken.
- the middle room.
- never twice.
- don't wait to be sure, move, move, move.
- eac comber.
- comme ci comme ca.
- love will tear us apart.
- a good bun.
- boys don't cry.
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