GillianIvy.DeviantArt.com
I haven't really transfered anything yet. Maybe best to wait until I've finished the transfer if you're going to watch the new acct. Else be bombarded by a bunch of crap you've already seen.... I'll post a new journal about it when I've completed the transfer. I won't likely be using this acct any more after that. All new posts, I'll be posting there. I'll probably keep this one up for a bit. I have alot of outside links and such that will need to be corrected with the new addy. I am an excessive blogger. I have three others besides here.
Thanks to all that have been watching me. Tis much appreciated. My apologies if I no longer watch whomever with my new acct.
Big fat loves,
Gillian









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nekro.es
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He was a good friend of mine (and I want him to be remembered, which is why I just told you that.)
So it's very nice to see his wonderful face staring out in your "favorites" section. Thanks for that, love.
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You still cry too easily, but without your tears, at least, everything would burn. You are Spring in your jeans, in the laughing leaves. I think pearls melted over your bones.
I hope you're doing okay. Again, I'm sorry for your sister's loss. I'm sure she was a lovely, beautiful girl (like her older sister - you seem like such a wonderful person).
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You still cry too easily, but without your tears, at least, everything would burn. You are Spring in your jeans, in the laughing leaves. I think pearls melted over your bones.
And thank you so much for the comments/favorite on my writings! You really boosted my confidence today, haha, so much that I actually went and read my mother one of my poems (which is some kind of a parallel universe event) - so thank you again.
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You still cry too easily, but without your tears, at least, everything would burn. You are Spring in your jeans, in the laughing leaves. I think pearls melted over your bones.
Nice gallery!!
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Live...
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WTF??
Did I do something to bring all this on?
Do I have a giant tattoo saying 'Use Me & Screw Me Over' on my forehead, like a billboard?
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