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| the 188 doth said, "dont let your friends influence you. ever. into diving."
sorry miss tt. my lungs aint up for it this trip.
In your fantasies about togetherness,
are you unconsciously harboring
any unrealistic desires for robotic perfection?
If so,
are they
interfering with your ability to have deep and satisfying relationships
with interesting but flawed people?
Take inventory of any tendencies
you might have to want artificial partners...
Then dissolve those
delusions.
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| coldplay, admittedly one of the greatest plagiarists had lifted off me favourite band elbow and probably has once again with viva la vida. reference alizee.
since landing, i have been singing air's sexy boy in my head. its easier when one is short of breath.
i slept in my own bed last night. it was nice. more than nice. i slept 2 hours past the time that the alarm was set for. the prince had me bedsheets changed. for that, i gave him a paddington bear. the ol bear turns 60 this year.
suddenly, i cant wait for rebus. i havent travelled with him since the trip to the sleazy island with molala.
he came over with his blazer in the other hand, threw me a glance, lifted me luggage and sped up the steps.
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i had the chance to wander. i took it and hog the lovely for days.
the city gives me boogie. the nasal kind. the men, ah! they gave me eye remedy. some carried me luggage, some pro-offered directions and shopping tips.
it's been a great experience. the city, the quaint and the quainter.
thanks so much love.
the city. it is not for loving. it is singular and individualistic. everyone uses the sidewalks as a runway to show what they have got, or would like others to think what they have got. iGeek thought of the welder from 2 years before. the builders wear lime green vests. iGeek slept in the room that rocked France' national day. iGeek lived by pret. iGeek had a great hostess. iGeek slept in a common room. iGeek wheezed. iGeek's home.
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over at me lovely's at beech.
its so nice and comfy. i dont want to go back to the city. soho. so ho?
have to go soon. there is still so much more to discover. then again, the shops shut so early.
it's been an experience. keep going lungs, i need you.
thanks much me lovely. it's been so endearingly quaint.
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| the lovely called the lovely came by to give, show and share some love many thanks ecky babe after so much pondering, it seems fated now to another lovely many thanks to the many well-wishers. the rivervale gang, the triathelete gang and the one who art in china days to go: poof! | | |
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