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On my way to uni this afternoon I saw two teenagers chasing each other, the girl ran behind a give way sign, the boy dived at her, she went the other way, then they ran for a while, she stopped and they threw their arms around each other and hugged. Fuckery, this stared with young love. She looks out the window with the sa.
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What are Senior Portraits? Pricing PDF and Magazine.
Trying out one of these new-fangled livejournal phone apps. If this works then I can update as and when odd stuff happens to me.
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An aspiring good citizen of the earth. Remember when we decided that separate was inherently not equal. Schools are still predominantly white or black or hispanic. Neighborhoods and slums are still dominated by single races. Most social groups seem to naturally segregate by race.
A new day to come. This blog is dedicated to my own written word. Everything published here is what I think, I muse and write about. A long time ago there was road. Look at that toad it seems to know. Abandoned oh the old path lies. A deer shies away it flies. Ruins of old trees hidden witnessed the past. As i dread the day.