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[thu jun 17th, 2010 »2:39p]

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10 dance?

wtb! [fri feb 6th, 2009 »2:10a]

high waist shorts - really high waist high waist shorts to fit a uk10! :) hit me with pictures + measurements+price, preferably acid-washed denim but anything goes!

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4 dance?

strange, stranger. [thu jul 24th, 2008 »11:40p]
5 dance?

x going public! [sun mar 23rd, 2008 »9:37a]
please add me at xtorque.livejournal.com :)
dance?

xoxo [mon feb 4th, 2008 »9:49p]
i've moved, if you havent realised! (its been okay, about six months?) :D comment here for my new url.
dance?

please love me or i'll be gone [wed oct 17th, 2007 »2:59a]
One Art






The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn't hard to master. Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel. None of these will bring disaster. I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or next-to-last, of three loved houses went. The art of losing isn't hard to master. I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster. ---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident the art of losing's not too hard to master though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
1 dance?

[wed oct 17th, 2007 »2:31a]
I hope you know what I'm doing. All i need is for you to know.

Do you?
2 dance?

[tue oct 16th, 2007 »9:13p]
Was it me you wrote about?
dance?

math :/, but [thu sep 27th, 2007 »11:07a]
:)
2 dance?

its almost midnight, [sun sep 23rd, 2007 »10:47p]
the midnight of september the twenty fourth.

go ahead, read this and laugh, if you will.
i know this to be true now (yes, i know what you told everybody), 
i'm only 
the girl you never loved.

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