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themeletorJust a little squee? Please? Because Silent as the Grave, which most of you have probably forgotten (I know I almost had), just hit 2 pages of comments!
(yes, I am a whore. but... I squee! lordy, I squee SO!)
...it still baffles me. but it makes me bubbly-happy in that superficial, transient, trivial sort of way. and reminds me that, in the end, I am still Sparrington's bitch, no matter how hostile the pteropine takeover of my brain may be.
(yes, I am a whore. but... I squee! lordy, I squee SO!)
...it still baffles me. but it makes me bubbly-happy in that superficial, transient, trivial sort of way. and reminds me that, in the end, I am still Sparrington's bitch, no matter how hostile the pteropine takeover of my brain may be.
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Date: 2005-08-06 06:47 am (UTC)Jack and James are... like the sea. You can sail all the ships you like on it.. But you can never truly forget where home is. When those ships sink.. you'll still have the ocean.
..analogies aren't quite my thing, as you can tell.