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I should have, but somehow I did not.

I have nothing to say. There are no words left. I picked up my violin, but there was no music to play, only noise, and I am not surprised because I think that nothing beautiful can come of this.


I regret nothing.


Every word I spoke, every deed I did, I would do again.


What does that make me?

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Date: 2003-02-28 11:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pansyxgotpride.livejournal.com
I wear them, they're a part of me, therefore it's an insult to me.
Oh, just... forget it Mill, all right? I'm being even more needlessly snappy than normal, I know that.

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Date: 2003-02-28 11:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] millieb.livejournal.com
It's all right...it happens to all of us.

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