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Evelyn
I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross / to reach you. For I am in love with you / and this is what it is like or what it is like in words.
Carol Ann Duffy
When I grow up, I'd like to be a cream puff. A cream puff with apricots, or even a plain one. Lukewarm at the bakery. In the window.
Jeux d'enfants
No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
Samuel Beckett
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October
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- *222 - answer!
- *221 - guessing game
- *220 - Birthday Boy again
- *219 - WSM
- *218 - interview
- *217 - sedentary no more!
- *216 - SUBMITTED!!
- *215 - Elisa and Evelyn
- *214 - chocolate lava cake
- *213 - animated evelyn!
- *212 - happy birthday!
- *211 - pickuptruck
- *210 - prom solutions
- *209 - prom problems
- *208 - mutants
- *207 - part two
- *206 - C*** fan, hoho.
- *205 - 26
- *204 - the **********s are killing us
- *203 - last day of school
- *202 - bimbo talk
- *201 - essayysss
- *200 - bloopbloop
- *199 - jitterbugsing at last (:
- *198 - new computer
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