Sunday Aug 31, 2003

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and in her fear, she sought cracked pleasures.
The passion of lovers is for death said she,
lola:
cracked pleasures, hm? i think i've been going after those for a while now...

sorry i left so quickly last week..i wanted to thank you for being a wonderful host, i had a great time....maybe i'll even come next month!

for some reason, every time i see you, i hear this song by the faint in my head...what does that mean?
lola:
Don't get offended cause it's "Posed to death"....I think it's cause that song is really hot and so are you... wink

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