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it's just julie, that's all.
>>> this is the night, and dancing is free until the morning light.
we agreed that the choice of nineties dance hits in the art studio was a poor one, especially when it was competing against the classic rock blaring outside. and also, that making these abstract collages of grass and flowers made us feel like we were in kindergarten. his observation, i nodded. then he handed me a letter, and i went home to read it. posted by julianne @ 11:58 pm on 09.19.06 movie in my room, part three - 09.24.06 p.s. here's uncensored. - 09.23.06 applepicking - 09.23.06 every night i have another strange but vivid dream with him in it - 09.22.06 explosion, popcorn, letters without words, and making something out of nothing. - 09.20.06 |
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