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[transpao]

I don't know what I'm doing.
maybe I am being bad.
I've so many time related to the Ani Song "Gravel"

last night and today the part of the song that is playing in my head...
"All I need is my leather
one t-shirt and two socks
I'll keep my hands warm in your pockets
and you can use the engine blocks
we'll ride out to California
with my arms around your chest
and i'll pretend this is real
cuz this is what I like best"

and

"and maybe you can keep me
from ever being happy
but you're not going to stop me
from having fun"

The substance in my writing has dwindled... It bothers me that I can't say it all aloud like I used too, but teh fear is there now.

If I haven't responded to something you've e-mailed me or a comment the past few days it's because I've gone on sabbatical from my e-mail and Myspace. Some of you know the reasons.

Dearest wolven I have a friend I suddenly feel quite strongly you should meet. She lives in Decatur to boot.

Comments

[wolven.livejournal.com]

Who is this person?

[paosparti.livejournal.com]

Her name is Corretta. She doesn't have an LJ. She does have a mayspace, but since I am not logging into my myspace, I cannot get the link for you. This is her yahoo profile link: http://profiles.yahoo.com/lisgloire

[paosparti.livejournal.com]

She now has an lj lisgloire