{ THE STARS THE MOON THEY HAVE ALL BEEN BLOWN OUT.* }

[delga]

Having never ever done one of these before I suddenly find myself in the position of wanting to? ANONYMEME! Except, not quite? I don't know. It's a game; let's call it that.

HIT ME WITH SECRETS, GUYS.

Serious/not-so-much, whatever. Just. I don't know. INDULGE ME. Have something to say? SAY IT. Have something to shout? TAKE IT OVER THERE. I will take: text, pictures, quotes, whatever. If you spam me with poetry I am probably not going to protest. This is ~secret~ spam. Go crazy.

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I have tackled the eczema on my body, though I'm having some sort of internal temp fuck-up and suffering heat reactions (wtf). But it's like it has to come out somewhere because it's now on my forehead. WHAT. WHY. WHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYY?

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*) This is exactly how I remember this song when it plays in my head. BUT THEN IT STOPS AND I WAS IN THE DARKNESS; THE DARKNESS I BECAAAAAAAAME. All the time! I fucking love this song.

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Just realised that it's been FOREVER since I've had one of my weird Jethro-JDM-Claire Forlani dreams. How disappointing!

Whatever: I'm making up for it by reading lots of Puck/Rachel Glee fic. SHUT UP IT'S GREAT.

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[baggers.livejournal.com]

PUCK/RACHEL!

yeah, that's all i've got.

[(Anonymous)]

I should probably feel more guilt over the fact that I'm sleeping with a good friend's ex, but there you go.