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quick question	[Dec. 23rd, 2005|05:14 pm]fading...
[mood** |worried] [music**	Finch - Fireflies]Anybody seen our mod...she appears to be slightly missing?ethereal_x where are you?Lux
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(no subject)	[Dec. 12th, 2005|07:56 pm]fading...
It's snow angels in the night with eskimo kisses and bitter fightsyou know this is wrong with mittens entwined," I've seen your breath for the last time. "I shouldn't have to try for this, I shouldn't I shouldn't have to try. But when life's curve balls hit you smack in the face,it's hard to do most things.
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Introduction	[Dec. 7th, 2005|09:39 am]fading...
[mood** |cynical] [music**	ben harper: diamonds on the inside]name: harmonyage: 18location: washington (state not city)religion: agnostic secretly fading to atheistfavorite subject: science and artfavorite piece of art: too many to choose... I really love MC Escher especially.3 favorite books: The Little Prince, Harold and the Purple Crayon, Just So Stories3 favorite bands: Elliott Smith, Aimee Mann, Counting Crows3 favorite things: Twirling, Tops (the child's toy, not the clothes), sharpies3 thing about the world you hate: (not obvious things like war, ignorance, discrimination, etc... just assume I hate those) needles, grey snow, squishy french friesyour hero: Friends, family, my sixth grade teacher, a few musicians, a few artists, anyone that is capable of happiness. I'm feeling really off lately... I don't know what it is, but I'm absolutely morose... I walked home three miles in the cold and snow yesterday trying to clear my head and I just felt worse. I think I'll be okay after this a couple weeks, but right now I just want to be able to be a whiny emo-brat and not have someone tell me to just shut up about all these insignificant things bothering me.
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(no subject)	[Dec. 6th, 2005|07:21 pm]fading...
name: Jettage: Sixteenlocation: Ohioreligion: Christianfavorite subject: Psychologyfavorite piece of art: The sky.3 favorite books: House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski, The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath, and One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest by Ken Kesey.3 favorite bands: The Beatles, Ani Difranco [She's not exactly a band], and Radiohead.3 favorite things: originality, creativity, surreality.3 thing about the world you hate: War, routine, and strictness.your hero: I have no hero.share somethingMy good friend, theuglycasanova wrote this.Once upon a time there was a tree. This tree was magnificent in size, bigger than any other tree in the forest, making it very conspicuous. The tree had many friends that liked to cavort around in his branches. Day by day and night by night they enjoyed the presence of the tree. One day, a little boy came up to read in the comfort of the tree’s shadow. The bindings of the young boys book was so worn that you couldn’t even read the title. Everyday, the young boy would journey out with his worn book to seek refuge under the tree. They became fast friends. The boy told him of many visions he had, of the future, of a happy world. The boy’s vivid imagination inspired the tree, and the tree was happy. Then one day, as the boy made his daily walk towards the tree he seemed somber. He told the tree that he was leaving and would not be able to see him ever again. He then turned his back on the tree and took a stick to the earth. He illustrated a young boy reading a book under a very large tree. Then, without looking back, he left. The tree wept. As time went on, the boy grew. He collaborated with many men and constructed himself a very large enterprise. At the peak of his career he decided to build one of his markets in his home town. He took a plane home and mapped out the location. As the construction crew gathered together they noticed a large tree in the way. With only one resolution in mind, the once-young-boy took an axe. And swung.
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