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I write because I talk, excessively.
My favourite smell is skin.
I am a homebody.

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“We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love.”


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11:11 AM
Sunday, January 23, 2011
That's how we roll
"I just feel like bullying you when I see your face. "

Wow. I like your honesty.
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1:06 AM
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
From Flaws
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3:19 PM
Sunday, January 16, 2011
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No, I am taking flight from you this time.
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12:19 PM
Monday, January 03, 2011
L.I.F.E
takes you by surprise. 2011; feet off the ground.

I haven't checked in here for a long time, to be honest I feel vulnerable and exposed by this space, it reeks of... cynicism. Which I am not. In an interview they asked Matchbox Twenty, why, why are your lyrics so sad? Because you only write when you are sad, but when you are happy, you are too busy being happy to write. Will that suffice to justify the stinking mood here?

I have no resolutions for the year, because expectations let you down mostly. Whatever comes, comes, and I really think I am strong enough to handle anything. Almost.

Bises xxooxxii.?