The Year of Quiet.
Is it me, or has everyone suddenly decided to stop writing?
*hears crickets echoing through the dark hollowness of the blogosphere
Labels: Dear Diary
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stripped bare
Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another.
Monday, September 01, 2008
*hears crickets echoing through the dark hollowness of the blogosphere
Wishlist (and growing)
On Repeat Mode
On my nightstand (I'm a schizo reader)
Search
Stealing a Moment
Writings on the wall
The sky looks beautiful now
Just let me rant
Refreshing Rain
Purging the demons 1
Purging the demons 2
This will be a long one
Alone
Wet
His.Hers
Will you?
Masochistic
Demons
Worth: Invaluable
Her iPod
For the Lost who are Still Searching
Le Meow
Cleanse
The Grateful Dead
Wherever
Because I'm in love
What price, Happiness?
Re-opened
Our Elements
The Definition
Tears for Fears
Touch
Unspoken
Are You?
Are you the curious sort?
Email me
Who Links Here
Right now I'm feeling
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Link to this page and get a link back!
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