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[Oct. 3rd, 2006|10:38 pm] |
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gods i
gods
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No. I will not
Remember your place.
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Aha~ Twenty-five hardly feels any different than twenty-four~ |
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[Sep. 27th, 2006|10:06 pm] |
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When did she turn so ... so cold towards me? She's my mother. She's supposed to
She's like Father now. Did Father ever love me, I wonder? Is Mother realizing what he did years ago? That her daughter is a failure?
... enough. Father is gone, dead, and Mother might as well me. The same for Tempest. And Rain ... he's the only one I can ...
Mm.
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What a lovely day~ I expect to see snow falling soon, though. Faline is so cold in the fall. |
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