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♡ my philter?
Sunday, August 17, 2008, 10:05 PM
SneakPeek the clock, I'm sure you're enough to lock your dock. Its almost late past night but you only received reading my post this late moonlight.
Daylight's updates, late prior though;
I woke up only to see the scenic view of the surrounds midday air refreshing my day. I thought today's life might get better than yesterweeks'. I am just pretty much recurrencing the whole wild activity daily indoor, for exceptional. My brother will be breeching home tomorrow's and that's genuinely big euphoric report. I only got to know the last might be the slowest to find out. Contrary, I missed him. Well its been a prolix a year, okay maybe not to that most extend, but almost, I have ever met him. This solicite with the other party families. Such incorrigible way of percepting that we merely invited him over a minority of mama's birthday party. Lament him much. Must consider how much prickly his life would be there way. I truly missed him and I certainly grant for his return tomorrow, orelse!
Well, cheer hooray for me! I'd just so completed my current borrowed books from WRL. Weets, the book is hootiota winning. It perceives me a lot about my late nana. Ouh. And I consider calling handsome girls, okay I know this sound;look weird but Yiddish do apprehend it, shayna maidelah.
As much as I do, I love their perfectory accent.
Now? The same old stuff; head-banging of the days that will load me with every aches. Single one of one.
P.S Phitleres withered petals of showered love shoving your midday rain.