Thursday, June 9, 2011. Maybe after all there is an individual that i can really open up to. Sometimes keep me thinking is this what we are fated with? You to be my Brother, is hard for me not to say NO. When im in deep trouble with my own self he is the only one i turn to i talk i tell everything nothing for me to hide for him i love. He is the only one i turn to I wanted him to scold me be tough on me.

I felt a mandatory first post was necessary even if the primary purpose of this journal is to name squat. Semagic does not have this yet, so I am also testing if cross posting from here will work on both IJ and LJ. I tend to post more about personal things if I ever post, so if I do not know either I will not friend you or I will start using filters.

Still and Moving Images from Pooka Delaval. Wednesday, 28 April 2010. This ought to have been at VD for several months now; I apologise to our loyal subscribers. Tuesday, 21 July 2009. Tuesday, 7 July 2009. Sunday, 28 June 2009. Wednesday, 22 April 2009. Monday, 20 April 2009.

Saturday, 26 April 2014. Friday, 11 September 2009. D minor drone from Jimmy Greenfingers on acoustic guitar and Wasp Albuquerque on keyboards and miscellaneous witchcraft. I like the taste of it, a suitably organic flavour. Tuesday, 18 August 2009. Hiding on the Evening Train. Friday, 31 July 2009. I Am Immune To Ant Venom. Friday, 24 July 2009.

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