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The Number Three.

His feet sank heavily in the wet sand, this wasn't how he was supposed to feel. He was supposed to be on cloud nine, light as air. But he wasn't, his steps were heavy and his heart felt hallow. The knot in Walden’s stomach felt like someone had fed him rocks, instead of the cakes he had enjoyed earlier that afternoon with his fiancé at their hotel. The sun was setting and a cold evening's chill started to blow in from the frosty ocean. The evening's frosty bite was causing his lover to shiver behind him. He tried to ig

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The Number Three.His feet sank heavily in the wet sand, this wasn't how he was supposed to feel. He was supposed to be on cloud nine, light as air. But he wasn't, his steps were heavy and his heart felt hallow. The knot in Walden’s stomach felt like someone had fed him rocks, instead of the cakes he had enjoyed earlier that afternoon with his fiancé at their hotel. The sun was setting and a cold evening's chill started to blow in from the frosty ocean. The evening's frosty bite was causing his lover to shiver behind him. He tried to ig The Number Three.
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Thu Feb 15, 2007, 7:34 AM

Mood: Winter Downs
Listening to: My boyfriend bitch.
Reading: DAJournals, Live Journal, and Xanga.
Watching: The screen.
Eating: Cancer
Drinking: Smoke

So yesterday's upset was taken care of. I re-wrote the entry for fotoFRIDAY, but I know it wasn't as good as the first. -heartbroken- So. I got bored last night, and scrolled through my pictures until I found good ID pictures. Some of them I took some of them I didn't, for the ones I didn't I don't have credits for but eh... whatever they're old blog tops that I stole off xanga, if I could find the credits I'd post them. But I refuse to use any picture that shows someone's face because thats identity stealing. I have pictures of me I just don't like using them =]

I got on my old photography account today, that was fun. I made another photography account since my old one got hacked and stolen causing a huge scam type deal with my name pegged on it. How joyful.

Anywho. I think I'll post links to my photo acounts later.

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Current Residence: Wonderland
Favourite movie: Ma Vie En Rose, Boondock Saints, SLC Punk.
Favourite band or musician: Elliott Smith
Favourite genre of music: The kind that I can move to.
Favourite artist: An artsy fartsy type.
Favourite poet or writer: The author of Twilight
Operating System: Scalpol
MP3 player of choice: Windows Media Player
Shell of choice: Lobster?
Wallpaper of choice: Vertical stripes.
Skin of choice: It puts the lotion on its skin.
Favourite game: Age of Mythology!
Favourite gaming platform: My computer.
Favourite cartoon character: Bobby Hill
Personal Quote: Your mom is God in Burrito form//Your mom has a ricey texture.
Tools of the Trade: A can of spaghetti o's, some crayons, an elliott smith cd, and a bottle of Dr. Pepper

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~wilw Dec 17, 2007, 9:38:27 AM

heyy, thanks for the fav!

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~isusovka Dec 17, 2007, 7:19:47 AM

Thank youuu

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~sophisticrat Jul 8, 2007, 2:03:01 PM

Fantastico.

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