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mercury flew past; 6:16 p.m. 2004-08-02the little round balls |
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you know, i think happiness can be rolled up into little sugar balls (like hall balls!) to be sucked when you are down. i know that was hardly deep, but right now, i feel i am making little balls in the air as i breathe, because, let's face it, i'm really happy. the dramafest drug is still inside me, purging trigo formulas from my head. i still can't believe that at the last moment, we snapped and put up that brilliant performance. it was just, so beautiful, it was incredible. i wished i'd kissed people. *KISSES* i'll probably kiss all of you at the end-of-year party. pretty high still! i'm also sick and full of marcaroni, but i expect i'll get better: those little balls cure everything.
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