Wednesday, September 13, 2006
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There I was, watching the waves roll in. And out. In. And out. Watching the moon, breathing, through the rain. The fury of the thunder and the glory of an unearthly light.
Present
- WistfulSparrow
- Montreal, Quebec, Canada
- There will come a day when the sun does not appear in the east. And the oceans will rise and swallow the land once more, and the trees will tear up their roots and gently float away. Search the water on that day for a small yellow sailboat, and you may find me there, whistling softly, the sea stretching on to eternity in every direction.
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September
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- ALL beginnings are new beginnings.
- Tigereye, rosy sky
- And now I don't even have a radio.
- Sketching clouds in the sky
- More.
- Yay, guitar!
- I seriously don't remember anything that happened ...
- Back to Badminton
- Welcome to the routine. ...and the headphones I bo...
- Marmalade skies
- Today.
- Yesterday.
- Did you know?
- Yep, Sophia. Tuesdays are terrible.
- Quotes....
- Effervescing Moose. This week starts out better th...
- Why my dad is awesome.
- Dancing with blue glow sticks
- Why are exam pieces so boring?
- Today I walked along westminster in my green dress...
- Birds.
- It's NOT Monday.
- they say even a broken clock is right twice a day
- Goodbye summer.
- Last post of the day. I promise.
- Nearly a very bad day.
- Or I could just join lighting crew.
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4 comments:
oooh:)
me too
if you have... then so have i.
Well, two years, Anonymous. We didn't have English together in grade seven.
If you are who I thought.
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