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Normally, and in moments of weakness, I can't stand not knowing. Normally, and in every other moment, I want to question it. It's a good thing too, vanishing for a few Coming back, hoping things are even better. Staying positive keeps him frozen :) I   Really think that      Things are going to Surprise me. I'm already surprised. I'm still overwhelmed!      And I'm really glad   Because it's exactly Fitting Things are going to change Why not direct flow in a warm direction? Too bad I'm terrible at directions :) I'm still so glad just to be able to know of you. Red rose up and out, White wind is coming down Blue blanket bits blow away as Silver shocks me senseless. The white blanket here sure feels better this time around. Especially since I'm going to try letting them both know that I'm done taking their advice. They both smile when you come around, I can actually hear myself for once. Green feelings don't even bother me, Honestly, I welcome them. Tell me with your eyes something that will make me writhe, Because no matter what, finding you isn't the problem.
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Nov 23, 2010
Nov 23, 2010 at 8:24 AM UTC
Green
Normally, and in moments of weakness, I can't stand not knowing. Normally, and in every other moment, I want to question it. It's a good thing too, vanishing for a few Coming back, hoping things are even better. Staying positive keeps him frozen :) I   Really think that      Things are going to Surprise me. I'm already surprised. I'm still overwhelmed!      And I'm really glad   Because it's exactly Fitting Things are going to change Why not direct flow in a warm direction? Too bad I'm terrible at directions :) I'm still so glad just to be able to know of you. Red rose up and out, White wind is coming down Blue blanket bits blow away as Silver shocks me senseless. The white blanket here sure feels better this time around. Especially since I'm going to try letting them both know that I'm done taking their advice. They both smile when you come around, I can actually hear myself for once. Green feelings don't even bother me, Honestly, I welcome them. Tell me with your eyes something that will make me writhe, Because no matter what, finding you isn't the problem.
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Nov 23, 2010
Nov 23, 2010 at 8:24 AM UTC
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