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[innerphoenix.livejournal.com]

CXVI
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments: love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
Oh no! it is an ever-fixèd mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
- William Shakespeare

...So, how is making a livejournal going to help me feel better?

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[byora.livejournal.com]

Helps us talk to you a little easier.

[innerphoenix.livejournal.com]

... Thanks, I suppose.

[byora.livejournal.com]

... You gonna come eat or something sometime soon, or do I have to play butler?

[innerphoenix.livejournal.com]

I ate this morning, don't worry. And I'll be down for dinner. I promise. I may be sad, but I think I'm done with the age where any sadness negatively affects my intelligence.

[byora.livejournal.com]

Jess? Nobody really gets passed "that age". It's alright.

And okay, but if I don't see you then, I'm coming up whether you want me to or not.

♥