I'll never forget
The Flowers You Gave Me
or anything else for that matter
DORITA
070191 holy in pri brownie anglican high girl guide student coucilor st. andrew's junior college concert band :) living sanctuary brethen church youth ablaze
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there's not much i wanna say. just a lot that i wanna do. if i ever get the chance
Monday, June 29, 2009Is that alright? Give my gun away when it's loaded Is that alright? If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it Is that alright? Give my gun away when it's loaded Is that alright, yeah, with you?
bang?
10:28 PM
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
i approached it with fear. there was nothing awfully frightening about it. maybe it was because it was my first time? the unknown always has a way with tinkling with our emotions, no?
i was told it was enjoyable and beneficial. somehow, i doubted the extent of this supposed pleasure that was to be derived. 'simply rejuvenating' it seemed pretty simple. there was nothing complicated about it. no extensive instructions, no profound machinery. yet, it was it's sheer simplicity that made me suspicious of the perks it boasted.
after considerble contemplation, i decided 'what the heck', i'm probably gonna do it someday, might as well have a go now.
and so, with hesitation and excitment, i tore open the packet of my first face mask.
