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February 15, 2004

Oh, utopia. Give me directions and a hand-drawn map if you ever find it.

February 15, 2004

if you stretch me far enoughi’m invisible.love

February 15, 2004

wherever blue meets blue, you can expect to find me, too. who are you, and where do you come from?

February 15, 2004

ah, i wonder if you realize how much sense that really makes…

something tells me I’d love to be found invisible there too. Away from the prying eyes… where the truth has clarity, so I can take my petty half truths, and match them with the other side.beautiful writings.angie.

this is gorgeous,and i know how you feel.<3

February 15, 2004

mmm.take me there.love

utopia sounds like a nice place to bemind if you take me?you are stellar;

but i feel the need to resist disappearing at all costs.

i live for death cab. lovely writing. -carrie

it’s strange to think that, even then, i felt endowed with a certain retrospective ability: that even without wisdom, i was determined that i knew something something.

RYn; im me sometimeit wouldbe nice to discoveryou :Bdr. jekel &

February 16, 2004

yes,it would matter.take care.

RYN:// Yep, I hope so too. Piano is a good basis to build upon… as my friend says, “Once you learn how to play the piano, you can eventually learn how to play just about any other instrument.” ^-^angie.

whoa, i am in awe of your diary.your words are beautiful,and so is your diary, itself.*is jealous* ^_^take care.xo

February 16, 2004

can i run away with you…?