info · friends · memories It scares me to think that you could find takers other than me and better than me. But your head is elsewhere and I’m talking enough for both of us. When will you see it's not so easy for me? You’re careless and whispered, insulting and bruising, and I thought that you said things were improving. These laces are untied,but my feet are still walking away. The Ponytail Parades by Emery

Tuesday June 10, 2008 So having been gone from GJ for about two years, I came back to find it dead. I followed a link to scribbld and voila!: a new journal. Hopefully I may be able to get back into the swing of things fairly quickly, icon making being the most important. Super excited and off to join some communities! CMNT / EDIT

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