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The mushy stuff

by J at 12:25 pm on 6.03.2005 | 1 Comment
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By request of the family, our vows are here

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    Pingback by Jen’s Den of Iniquity » poetic license

    30.11.2005 @ 15:17 pm

    [...] so while i was home last time, i was going through a bunch of old stuff – letters, memorabilia, etc. and wow, i have a lot of old (mostly bad) poetry. i used to write a lot – but then again, i was also very depressed from like,17 – 27. somehow it’s easier to get the creative juices flowing when you’re all full of angst. i miss it (not the depression, mind, but the bug). i’ve tried writing recently, but it’s just not the same. I wrote a poem for my wedding vows, and a few other momentous occasions which stirred me to wax profound. but for the most part, it’s difficult to tap into that vein on demand. [...]

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