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So here we are, lying on Sparrow's bed (wearing less than my avitar) and typing a post out on my gorgeous shiny laptop. It just makes everyone jealous. I love it.
so I really haven't updated in ages. gaia seems to have slowed down loads lately. where did all the interesting people go?
*sigh*
enough, I'm taking Zenith away to go browse LitE for Kieran's sake. It's not my fault he's horny.
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 Silvan Arown Elendal · Thu Sep 01, 2005 @ 10:41pm · 3 Comments |
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The sky is a different sort of blue in Canada, Immpossible blue for those who know what that is.
I loved it over there, but I missed you all.
Realization has come, and I'm sick of lying to the people I care about.
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Silvan Arown Elendal · Tue Aug 02, 2005 @ 07:49pm · 4 Comments |
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Just for information:
I broke up with my boyfriend. I'm fine.
I'm going to Canada on saturday until the end of july and won't be on any manner of online-ness during that time.
Love you all.
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Silvan Arown Elendal · Thu Jul 07, 2005 @ 06:21pm · 2 Comments |
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So life now continues on as normal and it's nice to curl up together without being completely wasted and just fall asleep in bliss. The dreams on the other hand, have other plans. Not mine, mine are, to a point, fine.
Strong's worry me a little and if that wasn't enough, I now have to play councilor for little Realise. I love that kid, not as much as some it seems, and that's most of the problem.
The Roleplays and such are coming along nicely, except for one. Sasha's gone and vanished on me...so how do I write him? cry sorry Vin's Dear.
Spent the afternoon henna painting randomness of my arm then going for a walk, turns out Mill Post is closer than it used to be when I was 9. Bugger.
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Silvan Arown Elendal · Wed Jun 08, 2005 @ 09:12pm · 3 Comments |
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So come Mondat morning we all sat around being apthetic and dead in the hazy sunshine of college under glass. I think I had more excuse than others.
As it turns out, party (fantastic, great people, great place, lovely Pet and Realise and everything great), late night bus ride [/******** scallies), six hours sleep (where in bad dreams come to hunt me), day at work (and the world is bad and customers should all die in fiery flaming pits of burning fat and Simon is an angel is chef's clothing), Rueben gig (brilliant and they were so good, just wanting to shout "No I don't feel so ******** good" for the rest of my life), the dead drive home (wherein Adam's car died many times), waking up 3am by sound of falling glass (as pictures fell in the hall and images of broken metal trays), coupled with alcohol on an empty stomach was not a good combination.
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Silvan Arown Elendal · Tue Jun 07, 2005 @ 11:09am · 4 Comments |
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Depressed.
Listening to lots of Pink Floyd (Learning to Fly, Hey You, Comfortably Numb).
More depressed.
Unable to write jack s**t currently.
Annoyed at life, the universe and everything in journal.
Love Sparrow for the milk *hug*
Silvan Arown Elendal · Fri Jun 03, 2005 @ 01:32pm · 3 Comments |
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No Drugs Required: Crazy People Come as Standard |
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[It's OK, we're fish]
Sparrow and I spent the night roaming Hastings town. It just seemd so wrong to go "home" while it was still light. Walked to the sea, guess what, Kieran stayed well back, then all the way down the coast until we reached Rock and Ore, rock climbing ang trying to scale slippery concrete in semi dark and New Rocks. Walked as far as it's really possible to go then head back through the Old town, resisting the temptation to walk up the Light Steps.
Laid in the middle of a roundabout shouting It's OK, we're fish! and worriying all the chav's and their p***s replacement cars.
more eveing should be spent like that. Sheer intensity ofinquisitveness and brash indulgence. Perfect.
Fast learner that boy, we like him.
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Silvan Arown Elendal · Sat May 28, 2005 @ 10:14pm · 5 Comments |
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Any idea how hard it is to sleep?
For once, he wasn't with me and I didn't mind as much as I do usually. It's odd to be in an empty bed get have him so very close in my heart, knowing what he does, things of an unspeakabe nature, with one he loves. I'm happy, don't get me wrong. It's odd, but beautiful.
And I know he was crying silver tears worth a fortune last night and not from pain or hate.
At the same time though, I'm worried about Indi and her boyfriend, and I'm still worried about my darling beta and the BB (b***h and b*****d) who have ruined his life over the last week.
We miss our Gold and Silver, Wolf, Wings, Feather and Fire. It's not fair that we don't get to see them much.
Still, for once I woke up to the dawen this morning smiling.
There's just nothing that can beat snuggling two big and furry things when they arrive at 6am, tired and looking for a place to sleep.
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Silvan Arown Elendal · Fri May 27, 2005 @ 07:44am · 2 Comments |
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