in a place that exists, in the pages of scripts.
i'm only a woman of flesh and bone. and i wept much, we all do; i thought i might die alone. but i had never met you, so baby be good to me. i've got nothing to give you, you see, except everything, everything, everything, everything. all the good and the bad, 'cause i've been bad. i've lied, cheated, stolen, and been ungrateful for what i had, and i'm afraid habits rule my waking life. i'm scared and i'm running in my sleep for you. but all of the oceans and rivers and showers will wash it all away, and make me clean for you. 'cause i had never met you. ♥

5/10/08transhumanist.
Hi, I'm going to be using this as a public journal. I'm not going to bother with adding friends, worrying about commenting, communities, any of that - it's just going to be for me. If you want to add me, you're better off adding me at InsaneJournal.
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