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memories September 06, 2004 monday - 00:38 do you remember what it felt like? what it meant to push yourself past your limits, what it meant to toy with your own heart, what it meant to weep with desire, what it meant to hate, what it meant to have control, what it meant to love the forbidden? why does what is right feel so wrong? what else can i say? soft, weak, useless.. diaryland | archive | newest entry | profile
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