Sunday, December 5

I felt I had to say something, if only to get it out into the open. It took an age to work up the courage, though. Partly because I didn’t want to sweep away the smiling, light atmosphere, but mainly because I didn’t trust my voice to hold steady if I spoke.

With something like that, everything you say is a cliché. They all ring true, though.

things from another time...

April 2004  
May 2004  
June 2004  
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November 2004  
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January 2005  
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other stuff by me

Unfinished Story Number One
Unfinished Story Number Two


other, superior people

Magnetic Kid Liv
The Man Who Fell Asleep
Ass Wide Open


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