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December
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- where are you, my friend
- one stepped lightly over the threshold, gently clo...
- no attempts at comfort, please
- a cruel thing
- jezebel
- i dont know how to comfort you, my dear. it hurts...
- when you find a mr. darcy, should you let yourself...
- my dreams become more and more vivid
- an excerpt from a story i havent written yet
- in which cleaning day tries to kill me...twice
- weeping willow, i cry my sorrows to you.
- tennyson
- lost, gently. like the swift melting of a snowfla...
- "i dont feel loved. i dont feel welcome. i feel sh...
- ::growl::
- as i procrastinate
- as i dance on eggshells...
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