since i seem incapable of going a day without posting:
i just wanted to say that i love the dead kennedys.
you should love them too. seriously!
michelle.
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"there is no beautifier of complexion or form or behaviour like the wish to scatter joy and not pain around us" -ralph waldo emerson
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- a textured self
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really?
hmmm...wow!
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2 comments:
Soup is good food.
You know what Michelle? I thought about you changing your name and I have come to this conclusion: your name doesn't matter. Alice doesn't exist, but your words do. It doesn't matter if your name is Alice, Michelle, Franklin, Tommy, or Jesus. Quite frankly, you fill a void in my soul that comes from your fantastic personality and clever wit.
Name? What's in a name...it certainly is not your identity.
Love always...
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