the inclination of a sunday child...
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welcome to this, another tiny insight into the magic of my mind.
here you might find my thoughts, my feelings, deepest desires and my darkest dispairs. more likely, you will uncover a large mound of useless drivel, or possibly a collection of smaller mounds of the aforementioned drivel.
either way, keep a sharp eye, and an open mind and you'll do just fine.
a small firearm may also come in handy...
WARNING: this blog may contain: whinging, chauvanism, bitching, sexual references, violence due to/against/for women, sport talk, blood, things that rhyme, swearing, kittens, and among other things frequent use of the words fuck, shitful and penis
Thursday, December 28, 2006
post office box
"some moments last forever
but some flare out with love, love, love..."
when we read that postcard, and you said that i'd saved you, i swear i nearly cried myself. i dont think i have ever been so happy. funny how moments like that sneak up on you...
posted by mitch @ 4:40 am
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1 Comments:
xox.
you're amazing. what can i say?
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