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28 December 2001 @ 08:11 pm
he is my inspiration, if only I knew who 'he' was.  
new writing up in mused. I'm hesitant to say that it's poetry, because it's probably really bad. It's just thoughts, words, feelings.

Just gone through my paper notebook [spiral bound, black pages, this is where inspiration begins xo], and found something else I wrote the other night, so I'm off to type that one up as well. I forgotten how much I'd written the other day.

I need sleep. Tomorrow night: videos at Kristy's place. Moulin Rouge, here we come!