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Dec. 18th, 2002 01:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thejunipertreeCherry Italian soda (actually raspberry, as they were out of cherry). And trying to jam two or so years of missing into a short conversation. So much...
My head boggles. Mostly because I'm so very tired right now. No sleep again for Tara, I would reckon.
they don't have pills for what's wrong with me.
they don't have pills to make it go away.
My head boggles. Mostly because I'm so very tired right now. No sleep again for Tara, I would reckon.
they don't have pills for what's wrong with me.
they don't have pills to make it go away.
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Date: 2002-12-23 10:26 pm (UTC)My own fingers and brain, actually. It's a line from a story
that I never finished.