Your best match is Draco!
Which Harry Potter Guy are you Most Compatible with?
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12.28.2004
12.27.2004
an appeal
a wall of water, they say. what to do? run until the waves are upon you. be stunned and wonder, however will you survive?
15,000 people dead. let us pray for the souls of everyone who left us. it would be hard to convince the bereaved how everything happens for a reason, but it does. life goes on for us and for them who went before us.
may your souls rest in peace.
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12.25.2004
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the advent of technology...
you spend hours on the net surfing for stuff you don't really need. well, just an excuse to be online. hoping that maybe for some unknown but an appreciated reason you'll chance upon someone.
not just someone, but some one.
so everyday even for an hour you log-in, keeping your toes (since your currently using your hands) crossed. maybe just maybe...
and everyday you get frustrated.but not enough to keep you away from the computer.
and so one day, in the wee hours of the morning, you spotted your happiness online.
out of your invisibility cloak you go for a casual stroll and hopefully your ip address might bump into his.
haaaaay.......
what we do to be called crazy
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12.24.2004
12.22.2004
HBP release date
bristol/candles,corned beef/otter
:lol:
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12.13.2004
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On this floor
You will find
What I seldom hide
On this floor
You shall see
What a blind man Sees
You ascend
As you try
To decipher my mind
On this floor
You shall learn
What I'm perceived To be
On this floor
You shall learn
What they think of me
You climb higher
Or so you think
There is no
Ascending or descending
The pit
You find rooms
On the left
On the right
Each one different
From the other
You seek till you see
Room 3443
And find that
She's locked inside
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my silence
On a busy street
Across my house
Where an assortment
Of sounds
Make you deaf
Where footfalls
Are never heard
Where voices
Linger
In the air
Where silence
Is impossible
For them
On that busy street
I would wait
The noise worth enduring
Because my silence
Is here
I would sit
And wait
I will never
Get tired
Before I would hate
The noise
Before I would flee
But one loud busy night
My silence
Came walking by
My silence
Would sit beside me
My silence
Would comfort me
I would always
Be hesitant to leave
But my silence
Would assure me
And so I would go
Everyday enduring
The loudness
Of the world
Then I would go back
To my silence
Sitting by the corner
Of the busy street
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addiction
Addiction
A far from staid reality
It bites
It conquers
It unleashes your insanity
It carries you far beyond
It comforts you
It proves negative
It assures
The only thing
To bring you joy
Prohibited
But a fulfillment
Addiction
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