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Chicago is so Two Years AgoA young woman’s voice shouted from the utility room, “Clark! … Clark… I have two black socks and one green,” she paused.  “You know what happens next….”
“Hey!  Yeah, uhh, I used it to polish my guitar!” a man of about 23 yelled back at his girlfriend from the living room couch.  A bag of cheetos sat half empty at his side along with a stack of Rocky DVDs.
“You did not!” the other voice grew closer, its bare feet patting the hardwood floor.  Erin’s burgundy hair was in pigtails, making her look fourteen.   Chicago is so Two Years Ago
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disdain and guiltwe were driving along and met a car driving home i thought about leaving this world it's time for me to go i jokingly thought, but instead i kept it all inside i wasn't about to leave a friend who for me should never die i kept driving on a road with no speed limit signs within the next curve or two my tires found gravel on the side we were scared at first then careening toward a ditch i tried to correct my mistake found myself fishtailing and looking to the left to see my friend, eyes closed grass hurling at my window i turned again, b disdain and guilt
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The Call Back, Ch. 1Daylight tired away and turned the bright evergreens a greenish bronze as Molly walked up the path to her home. It was a fine night, cool and clear. Dead leaves crunched beneath her sandaled feet, and the further she walked, the more exhausted she became. Being a healer had been hard work ever since the Vikings had taken over much of Ireland. Molly had trained since she was a child to recognize disease and dangers. It was a wonderful trade, but agonizing and bloody during the wars.
She reached the front door of the Denizen, her home. Molly's family owned a popular The Call Back, Ch. 1
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leaving it allhere in the last few moments of summer life,
i am trapped in the clandestine blue. my eyes adjust, but they don't really see. or perhaps, maybe they have seen, and my mind is in a dumb bliss. you know, time has no control, no value. it is merely an invention we titled to keep all of our children in line, our romances hurried or God forbid, enjoyed and how that can be annoying.
with that said, i feel for you in this all too familiar state. you leave one feeling for another and the former ignites again like a nervous and anxious break down giving o leaving it all
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La Vie en Rose

Fri Aug 22, 2008, 11:57 PM

There are so many things to say, but unfortunately, I need sleep. No...fortunately. I'm glad my body runs on sleep.

I've been trying to teach myself how to play soccer. My footwork and goals keep getting better and better. I finally found my niche today. Fat chance I will ever try for an intramural team. I'm still a baby, but I would love to keep pursuing the old football.

Joan of Arcadia is such a wonderful show. Sometimes I feel like I'm meant to watch the episodes when I do. They really can teach a person a lot.

Umm, what else. There is no else for now because I'm tired.

Oh, I constructed a "trogdor" (dragon) out of recyclable materials AND I hosted an Apples to Apples night. My publicity would knock your ... socks off. (Helen Keller, Anne Frank, and Hitler seem to be favorites).

THE END. as you know it inside my brain.
None shall pass.
koi17 "stop sign hudson"

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