That we meet in our middle way,
on our way back down to earth.
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Pamela 11071995
I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? Tagboard
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Friday, February 27, 2009
Cos Baby, it's you, it's you! HELLO. AH. JODIE IS TAKING FOREVER TO REPLY MY SMS. She is busy, apparently. ): I left my pinafore at her house. My earphones too. Had Macdonalds for lunch. Lavelle, Jamie, Jodie, Turtleass, Nicole and Sam. McWings. :D Jamie takes forever to eat. Half the time was spent on eating, and another half, to wait for Jamie finish HER food. Did literature play at Jodie's house for 1-2 hours. Jamie, Jodie, Nicole, Sam and I. Played at the pool. Then went to the court and played basketball. :D Yay. We played 2 matches. Won the first, Girls vs Boys. Lost the second, (I think) 4 girls+1 guy Vs 4 guys. Ah heck. Stupid Faded Yellow Shirted Guy.* Solo hell. But his side shots are good. :D Freaking silent damn him. I am calling people by the color of their shirts AGAIN. Playing match is fun. I wanna go there again. Stupid, B__ Y___ S____ Guy. * You can try find out who that is with the clue up there. Moves are damn sleek though. Dead jealous, only a tiny weeny bit. "Eh, you all two always stick together one." HAHAH. (edit)
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