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Location: Melbourne's shining streets, Victoria, Australia

This is a story. This is pure fiction. This is a test. ...but for you or for me? ~.~ On a sunshine filled day like today, I had all the time in the world for you. We lay on our backs in the grass, dancing silhouettes of the canopy above us, tiny little pockets of light escaping through, like sparkling diamonds another world away... In the light, in the noise of all that clarity, we never did communicate very well... ~.~

Saturday, June 16, 2007

children's games

"whatever it is, we're out of time, why do you always call so late?"

"you don't sleep with your mates, you don't sleep with your mates girlfriends"

writing everyday is harder than i thought it would be. but then again, this is more about discipline than quality.
there's a game you should never play.
jamais jamais!!
mon seul trésor c'est toi

today i went shopping, and just like i said, buying things make me feel good
last night i played scrabble until midnight and won
mais c'était notre jeu

what does the word mean when it is missing?

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