I joined the Blackberry craze, and… I’m addicted;\

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She walked in through the door, the heat of her body clashing with the coolness of the house. She took off her shoes and let her bare feet slap against the tiles. It felt good. She walked around the house, thinking to herself what things would be like had she not made the decisions she’d made. Then, she thanked God that she did.

Her ex-room felt empty. Little of the things she loves remained. The big red teddy bear is still there. A couple of pictures on the mirror. A framed picture in the arms of the teddy bear. Her reading chair. The half empty wardrobes. Everything felt less familiar with time. Even the bed.

When she slept in it, she felt like she was missing something. The green of the walls and the patterned curtains weren’t supposed to be there. She woke up feeling disoriented. Where is she? And more importantly, where is he?

She realized that the house was just a house. It wasn’t home anymore, but it felt good to walk around in it.

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1 ma6goog on April 11, 2009 said:

anything special?

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2 big pearls on April 11, 2009 said:

I am considering getting a blackberry, recommend it?

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3 amethystos on April 11, 2009 said:

Ma6goog
Like what? Care to narrow it down s’il vous plait?

Big Pearls
Yes! Recommend it w n9!

And where the hell have you been?! Miss you loads!;**

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4 big pearls on April 11, 2009 said:

been in a bad place..I am back now..missed u too:*

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5 amethystos on April 11, 2009 said:

Big Pearls
I hope you’re alright! Welcome back;*

P.S. If you need anything, I’m here:)

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6 FourMe on April 11, 2009 said:

not liking the fact that you post once in a blue moon!!

aren’t those little BB’s addictive such little sluts aren’t they :p

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7 eshda3wa on April 11, 2009 said:

the whole blog world is dieting !

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8 mariana on April 11, 2009 said:

I breath her pace the floor
Fading air into her lungs
I feel her shrinking self
Avoiding the vanishing stage.
I feel her miserable self
get lost where she once belonged

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9 Manutdfanatic on April 11, 2009 said:

This reminds me of myself. Far too much, really!

Lovely to see a post of this nature up again. ;*

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10 amethystos on April 11, 2009 said:

FourMe
Inshallah, I’ll be posting more.

The biggest little sluts there is!;p

eshda3wa
I’m starting tomorrow;(

mariana
🙂

Manutdfanatic
Interesting!

Yeah, it’s been a while. N. took away my talents;p

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11 N. on April 11, 2009 said:

Home is always home, just not the current home ;*

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12 amethystos on April 11, 2009 said:

N.
Sadly, it’s just a house. It doesn’t feel like home anymore.

Home is the red couch;*

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13 N. on April 11, 2009 said:

Yes it is :**

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14 Manutdfanatic on April 12, 2009 said:

Hehe, it hasn’t been all that long for me, so it’s actually all the more… interesting. ;p

Home, is where the heart is. It all makes sense, yes? 😉

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15 F. on April 12, 2009 said:

I find that quite sad…Although I know where you’re coming from…itjust scares me to think that I might one day feel that way about home…

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16 amethystos on April 12, 2009 said:

N.
7bbi;*

Manutdfanatic
It does, it does!

F.
Scared is okay. Trust me:)

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