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  • Is it possible to be jealous of written words? To resent nocturnal scribblings as though they were the very flesh and blood of a sexual rival? -Salman Rushdie - finals suck. they makes me not want to write anymore…

  • finals suck. need sleep. the end. ____________ Happy Essy (4:23:50 AM): work or sleep my dear ^^this is normal, cept for the fact we are literally sitting 12 inches from each other in the computer lab

  • this is not a depressing entry, so no need to comfort me or mis-take me for what i am writing about. i just wanted to share a cool song by boxcar racer -- there is. i dont know why ive strayed from emo and more to mainst…

  • "women and their lust for designer namebrands" hahhahaha, i laugh out of awkwardness for having aspire[d] to be one of them. but whoa there, what is our attraction to louis vuitton? fendi? dolce? dior? marc jacob? (*si…

  • share with me a wonderful [high school] memory, please.

  • well, it's been done. i've finally declared my major. oddly, it is very much reminiscent of what i felt in high school when i declared my major (in the math science institute) ::msi:: except this time i've about taken t…

  • highlights: being yuppies and getting embarassed zen palate [it's a vegetarian restaurant? like whoa!] starbucks [$4 for caramel cheesecake ... it better be good] getting sleezy comments from creepy guys while …

  • what kind of entries get the most eprops?

  • Father You breathe and i hear You whispering and Your mercy covers me Father You breathe and Your presence fills the air and i find my solace theremy only hope, please come for me

  • a heart of servitude ... a heart of love ... a cycle reciprocated thank You for everything

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