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Tuesday, August 8, 2006


   Becky is love, a loving love, love that comes with love

My first contact with you was when you had the Yuna layout, which (along with your posts) awed me beyond belief to the point where anything beyond being a lurker seemed unreachable. But then you wrote about the imbeciles who couldn’t appreciate your words and I had to speak up. You’ve got a gift that would make many people’s faces droop with admiration. I honestly want to own a signed copy of “In descending order”.

With your pure love you exterminate the shadows that sometimes attack your friends. There’s no greater feeling than sensing your comforting soul sit beside us and promise it’ll be alright. We believe you just like you believe in us. For some reason I get the image of a brook when thinking about you. The cool water cleansing and refreshing our weary spirits, its soft murmurs as it moves across the land removing the toils burdening us. And beholding its beauty inspires us to shine. Even if we’ll never match your glow.

The flame that burns within you keep us all warm and safe, nudging us to dare be ourselves more. Love you oodles :3


It's twenty minutes to midnight, the construction workers working on the balconies "next door" will start working at 8 in the morning, my brain is fried after composing an A4 of imaginative writing for a contest (must win Last Exile Box) and I'm hungry, not to mention wondering how imaginative is spelled. (Thanks MC for the heads up on how to spell!) But my bed is clean and I'm hopeful going into polishing of that A4. Tomorrow. Or ... later today >.>

Once the ego-strokes are all done I'll go back and try to make them better. Everyone else is doing such a grand job that I kinda feel like I'm half-assing mine :<
Not commenting on comments is pecking my eye out with guilt, too.



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