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Sunday, October 18, 2009
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The Raconteur
A wallflower, strong and bold in seasons of bloom, but the winds shook her still.
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A walk with the dead -Hanan Dear Hanan, if one day when i go to school and found out that you were no longer here, i wouldn't want to co...
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so i emo-ed today. sigh. it was like sudden stroke of pain and suffocation. my heart was pumping fast and my chest was almost bursting. i di...
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