You were a dream. Then a reality. Now a memory.
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616 comments:
«Oldest ‹Older 601 – 616 of 616"She might stop talking to us,"
I don't think the laws of physics allow that.
We did it! OK, you all get a raise, starting this payday. Be sure to tell your boss that lain OK'd it.
Might stop typing to us? so pic pic picky
Ah, basking in the afterglow. Now I understand why birdies are made, after all.
I would never leave you guys! Noisemakers..yay...no balloons...well what the hell...why not?
Word Ver: fansp
if we reach 600 on another post, do we get another raise?
assumptions all around aaaayyyy
I am woman hear me roar...raarrrrw!
Only Miss Philosophy can see that far into the future.
I'm signing off, guys (gals). See ya. Unlike most of you party animal West Coasters, I'm Central Time.
Good night.
What do you mean I can see that far in the future Steve-o?
I think the best thing to scream is very often OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! Ahhhhhhh!!
I don't want to forget you. You made it clear I won't ever forget you, and you won't let me. I don't want you to become just a memory. I don't want what we had to be just a memory.
You were a dream,then a reality,now a memory....such simple words yet such deep meaning....one can go on understanding the lines till life goes on....Loving ur blog like anything.....
U could just dream for as long as u like but in reality most things doesn't lasts. Though the ending of that memory is always sad but many says it would be what happen before that that really count.
For days and days and days
Your words have bubbled up and poured through me
Reaction read before. Reaching boiling point. Purification
Carefully replenishing the source material
Resulting in a better control of the separation process
Drunk on your aromatic vapors. Distillation
For how could I explain my private fevers to a perfect stranger?
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