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[12 Sep 2005|03:53pm]
[ mood | content ]

My many apologies for being so distant these days. I assure you it is not for the bad. I've simply been distracted, and I enjoy it. I'm content and Casali is as amazing as can be. I've also started writing again. Nothing of major ordeal, but just to make sure I still have the touch. It seems I have not lost it all.

And I would also like to take a moment to say something long overdue. To all those returning from Crystin, welcome back. I'm more happy than I can say to see familiar faces returning into the arms of safety. You are all more heros than you may ever know.

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It's a secret no one tells. One day it's Heaven, one day it's Hell... [16 May 2005|10:53pm]
[ mood | indifferent ]

You all just go and enjoy your bonfire. I'll sit here and read, I do believe. The view through the skylights is beautiful tonight anyhow. ♥

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<3 [24 Apr 2005|09:52pm]
[ mood | enthralled ]

...I truly think last night might have been one of the best nights of my life...

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Hmm.. [04 Apr 2005|03:19am]
[ mood | good ]

The mun is making me take this... Cause you know... all her other characters seem to be too. Or something.

You scored as Existentialism. Your life is guided by the concept of Existentialism: You choose the meaning and purpose of your life.

“Man is condemned to be free; because once thrown into the world, he is responsible for everything he does.”

“It is up to you to give [life] a meaning.”

--Jean-Paul Sartre

“It is man's natural sickness to believe that he possesses the Truth.”

--Blaise Pascal

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Mmm... [03 Apr 2005|06:55am]
[ mood | rejuvenated ]

Flight is a beautiful thing... Some may chose to fly in rain, others in a bright thunderstorm... and then I... I chose the snow. There's something enchanting about soaring through those flakes of white. They look innocent and pure and completely untouched, but when you make contact with them they leave a nice chill. And the heavy, fast air currents that accompany a snowstorm, the kind that hit you hard and leave you spiraling and tumbling in midair for a good thirty or fourty feet... those are my favourites.

Am I numb right now? You better believe it. I cannot feel my fingers, my toes, my ears... or other body parts, yet I feel refreshed. ♥

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