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Friday, September 26, 2008
What we aim for
The only one brilliant enough to sear my skin and parch my lips has forced me into the shade. Like a fool I look on, squinting, with a hand upon my brow. Like an enigma I've deigned to take at face value, this one's pushed me up against denial and successfully stared me down to my knees.

Regardless of the damned way it seems to fit me into its hours purely out of convenience, like an insignificant after-thought (you cocky little --!), the way I could possibly be but one of its many sources of amusement; I can't seem to settle for (or down, with) any other star.

Explain to me why that is, and I will give you a cookie.

On a lighter note, I think everyone should download Kiss The Girl by Colbie Callait :) Yes, Kiss The Girl from The Little Mermaid! Good hits, good hits :)

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