your love is the anchor.
my hope is in you alone.
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- whew. quel la nuit. cette nuit etait '2nightsB4". ...
- your love is the anchor. my hope is in you alone.
- oh the weary journeys of a mall employee. 5am. h...
- and i ate a disgusting chicken pizza that has now ...
- went to hope to give some last minute christmas pr...
- from the ends of the earth i will cry to you for h...
- tonight i was in save on foods, picking up some su...
- hmmm. this weekend has been rather hectic. lots o...
- make me whole make me clean make me pure as gold a...
- "this thing is for writing about raisin bran and t...
- in the crowd that day there was a woman who for tw...
- today i talked to the raisin bran. "don't worry. i...
- time passage is an odd thing. today i padded aroun...
- I danced in the morning when the world was young I...
- tonight i had my staff christmas partay. we ate lo...
- gas is now 59.9. jesus is a-comin.
- i worked till eight and then went out with my favo...
- now i have pretty links. priiiiitty. tonight we w...
- its funny how you may loftily think about somethin...
- an aversion to repetition he says. i laugh i laug...
- to all you who felt the conviction to call and yel...
- hung out in hope today/night.. its such a rad thin...
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- hmm a blog. new concept. introduced by a friend.. ...
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About Me
- julie
- i get restless all the time, and often i put all my eggs in one basket which i never learn from.
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