Index - Profile - Archives - Notes - DiaryLand - Random ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 833. Or, God, sometimes you just don't come through. I am maybe an older, heavier, darker version. Beauty is so subjective, I can't claim to see through your eyes. [But I know what we hate are the pieces of ourselves we see in others.] 9:59 a.m. - 2004-02-08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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