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I live...

Survived the con.

Just went and looked at my friends posts for the last week and a bit. Had to skip back over 525 to see them all. Wow, you guys can talk! :)

I feel on top of the world. Thanks to everyone who was involved. To put things into perspective, my house at home is most likely an absolute disaster, and I don't really care. Worrying about it now won't make a lick of difference, so I'm not going to bother.

I've improved, a lot!

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rantinan
Mar. 30th, 2005 06:45 pm (UTC)
Yay! Was great to see you bud, a mindblowing con, i have so many thigns to write now.
lokicarbis
Mar. 31st, 2005 02:33 am (UTC)
my house at home is most likely an absolute disaster, so I'm not going to bother.

Me too and me neither.
nicked_metal
Apr. 1st, 2005 01:34 am (UTC)
Go you!
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I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain
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I close my eyes
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I wake in vain
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Each of her veils, a secret promise
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