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moonstruck: May 2005
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View my complete profile. When I need a friend, somebody to lean on. As much as I tell myself not to take it personally. Would you lie with me and just forget the world. The flight that fought back. Cant help myself, I love you and nobody else. Friday, May 27, 2005. I wanna live, and I wanna breathe. Always thought you'd be the one to set me free. But I can forgive, cause you bring me believe in something more. Now I only want to live if I can find. Find somebody to die for. Find somebody to die for.
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moonstruck
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View my complete profile. Would you lie with me and just forget the world. The flight that fought back. Cant help myself, I love you and nobody else. We are all born childish. Monday, September 18, 2006. Laughs) Look, the sky's rather gloomy today, it will probably rain later. Posted by jcyy @ 3:29 PM.
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moonstruck: February 2006
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View my complete profile. When I need a friend, somebody to lean on. As much as I tell myself not to take it personally. Would you lie with me and just forget the world. The flight that fought back. Cant help myself, I love you and nobody else. Tuesday, February 28, 2006. I think I am in love with Jamie Tyrone. He is so emo, so morbid, so sexy. haha! Look in my face. My name is Might-Have-Been;. I am also called No More, Too late, Farewell.". Posted by jcyy @ 10:19 PM. You let go, but only for a moment.
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moonstruck: January 2006
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View my complete profile. When I need a friend, somebody to lean on. As much as I tell myself not to take it personally. Would you lie with me and just forget the world. The flight that fought back. Cant help myself, I love you and nobody else. Tuesday, January 31, 2006. There is no grey. Posted by jcyy @ 12:06 AM. Sunday, January 29, 2006. The dangerously hilarious unglam. Of unsuspecting victims,. That i have subjected to. I have posted on my blog. Therefore, in this new year. Is post at least. Posted ...
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moonstruck: June 2005
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View my complete profile. When I need a friend, somebody to lean on. As much as I tell myself not to take it personally. Would you lie with me and just forget the world. The flight that fought back. Cant help myself, I love you and nobody else. Wednesday, June 29, 2005. You can typed a million questions. And send it to a guy. And he will only answer the last. Short term memory perhaps? Posted by jcyy @ 7:34 PM. Sunday, June 19, 2005. They are sooooo gonna kill me. HAHA. Spread the JOY. heh. I think my br...
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moonstruck: Can't help myself, I love you and nobody else
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View my complete profile. We are all born childish. Psalm 42 BOOK II : Psalms 42-72 1 For the director. 7 days and 73 days. Give me back my life. Wednesday, September 06, 2006. Can't help myself, I love you and nobody else. You're so vain, I bet you think this song is about you. Grace, I so hate you for sending me this song. Posted by jcyy @ 11:21 PM.
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moonstruck: Perfect teeth
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View my complete profile. Would you lie with me and just forget the world. The flight that fought back. Cant help myself, I love you and nobody else. We are all born childish. Monday, September 18, 2006. I think guys with braces are cute. I don't know why. And this is just a general statement. Posted by jcyy @ 12:49 AM.
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moonstruck: Wretched Love
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View my complete profile. We are all born childish. Psalm 42 BOOK II : Psalms 42-72 1 For the director. 7 days and 73 days. Give me back my life. Sing me something soft, sad and delicate, or loud . I do not like it when you do that to me. Tuesday, September 05, 2006. Wretch Love, curse to soul. Brewed with space and time. Pour into a heart t'was cold. Gripped like addiction to wine. Intoxicated, eyes it stole. The host now rendered blind. Blind she stares, sitting in a hole. Dug in misery, she pines.
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moonstruck: September 2005
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View my complete profile. When I need a friend, somebody to lean on. As much as I tell myself not to take it personally. Would you lie with me and just forget the world. The flight that fought back. Cant help myself, I love you and nobody else. Wednesday, September 28, 2005. I suspect i have. Posted by jcyy @ 10:13 PM. Tuesday, September 27, 2005. Sheena has left for australia. An advocate for barley. You laughed. You smiled. And the Sun shone brighter. Just a little bit brighter. A disdain for yellow.
