Jul. 5th, 2004

profound thoughts.

Jul. 5th, 2004 07:11 am
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Fuck.

4 1/2 hours of sleep.

My cats destroyed my altar last night - like, DESTROYED. Broken things abound.

My Dad will be here in 4 hours, maybe sooner.

I want to be mad, but instead I have to pack.

Gone.
  • Current Mood: death to cats...and morning
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Morgandria
Witchs' Cauldron Creations - Jewelry
One day you’ll walk the world
and keep in mind
The heart you’ve been given
in winter time
And through the bitter cold,
with opened eyes
You’ll find the strength to fight
and stand upright

Elsewhere

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