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>if it matters, it truly wasnt my intention.

01 young petal hangz th!n + blue az dze zk!
u!th 01 tongue + l!p zearch!ng + feel!ng 4
!tz 4rm + arch about u!ch !t had b!n dream!ng
4 01 long t!me prepar!ng dze path 2 01 d!ztant 
fragrant ab!sz ov dze zoul.


+

                 .... "what is real?" asked the rabbit one day. "does it mean having
                 things that buzz inside you and a stick out handle?"
                 "real isn't how you are made" said the skin horse.
                 "it's a thing that happens to you. when a child loves you for a
                 long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you
                 then you become REAL. 
                 "does it hurt?" asked the rabbit.
                 "sometimes" said the skin horse for he was always truthful.
                 "... when you are REAL you do not mind being hurt"




>>i love the concept of nn. 

melt!ng znouflakex +?

!z uork!ng +?


>who am i fighting?

dze book ov uondrz?



>w/whomwhatwhy?

 
br!ght dream l!ke path - touard dze tu!l!ght deep !nz!de
uhere dze zoul lookx through dze gate. uear apearansz bkomz 01 en!gma
+ see!ng prezent!mnt.



>> a mirror?
>
>the one that makes your face look funny?

da + g!vz u!ngz l!ke glasz.

!t !z dze mouth ov dze flouer
+ !tz heart l!vz beh!nd dze zplend!d protuz!onz.


>lv++++ly.

all ch!ldrn feel d!sz ua! non +?




>> < 4 u r nou tagd

>who will u tag today?

komfortabl +?

this narrative refers to events which took place in the days of 
saint hilarion. in the town where he was born, near gaza, there
lived a simple, pious couple whom the lord had blessed with a daughter
of intelligence and great beauty. reared by her parents in the
ways of goodness, the sensitive girl, to everyone's delight, grew
in humility and piety, and was, in all her discreet charm, as
lovely to behold as an angel of god. her dark, shining hair
played about her white forehead; long, velvety-black lashes
shaded her modestly lowered eyes; she walked on tiny. delicate feet,
slender and light as the gazelles under the palm trees. she would not
even look at men, for in her fourteenth [ ] year of age she had taken 
deathly ill, and she had vowed - should he save her - to take none 
but god as husband, and god had accepted her offering.

a youth who loved in the same town fell in live [ ] with this picture
of undefiled maiden chastity. he. too, was handsome and comely,
the son of well-to-do parents, who had bred and raised him with all
due care. but once he had fallen in love with the lovely young woman,
he would do nothing but seek out every opportunity to see her; and
when he did, he would stand enraptured before the ever so lovely child,
gazing at her with ardent yearning in his eyes. when a day would pass 
without seeing her face he would mope around pale and dejekted, eat
nothing, and pass many an hour in sighs and lamentation.





oke +?

u uant 2 knou dze deta!lz 2morou +?



>oh i am taged already -- by several [coincidences].

u l!ked dze b!ozkulpt !nv!taz!e +?



>trying

remembr chptr 8 -
!t !z zkandalouzl! beaut!fl. l!ke 01 bouquet ov hone!zukle
- bent. ra!zd. unokup!ed.


pan!k + jo!. 

= onl! uen dze! r obzrvd + konz!drd 2gedzr
do dze! prov dze !luz!e.


schhhhhh