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07-02-2009, 07:54 PM
"I'll just save my work, then I'll sleep." Matt tried to stifle a yawn, and thought about how much he liked what Destiny was doing.
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07-02-2009, 07:59 PM
She hugged his head. "Good boy. And I'll have to see about getting someone else in to lessen your workload."
On Grafton Street in November, we tripped lightly along the ledge.
Of the deep ravine where can be seen, the true worth of passion's pledge. The Queen of Hearts still making tarts, and I not making hay. Oh I loved too much and by such and such, is happiness thrown away.
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07-02-2009, 08:03 PM
"You're doing too much though. It's going to kill you, Matt."
On Grafton Street in November, we tripped lightly along the ledge.
Of the deep ravine where can be seen, the true worth of passion's pledge. The Queen of Hearts still making tarts, and I not making hay. Oh I loved too much and by such and such, is happiness thrown away.
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07-02-2009, 08:10 PM
"Well, maybe you need to face the things instead of avoiding them."
On Grafton Street in November, we tripped lightly along the ledge.
Of the deep ravine where can be seen, the true worth of passion's pledge. The Queen of Hearts still making tarts, and I not making hay. Oh I loved too much and by such and such, is happiness thrown away.
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07-02-2009, 08:15 PM
"Eh, better to regret what you have done then what you ain't." Destiny said then sighed, "Actually, I should probably take my own advice on that." she muttered, pulling up a chair and sitting next to him.
On Grafton Street in November, we tripped lightly along the ledge.
Of the deep ravine where can be seen, the true worth of passion's pledge. The Queen of Hearts still making tarts, and I not making hay. Oh I loved too much and by such and such, is happiness thrown away.
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07-02-2009, 08:25 PM
"It's just stuff with David, you know? Me and him have been talking and... We think we might split up."
On Grafton Street in November, we tripped lightly along the ledge.
Of the deep ravine where can be seen, the true worth of passion's pledge. The Queen of Hearts still making tarts, and I not making hay. Oh I loved too much and by such and such, is happiness thrown away.
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