|
|
|
|
#1 |
|
Registered User
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: Where Kung Fu Lives
Posts: 5
|
Sun in my eyes
|
|
|
|
|
|
#2 |
|
I used to be a girl
Join Date: Mar 2004
Posts: 2,152
|
sun in my eyes
there's a syllable missing *sigh* nothing new here |
|
|
|
|
|
#3 |
|
a peach
Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: Manchester, UK
Posts: 4,627
|
New year, new prospects
|
|
|
|
|
|
#4 |
|
________________
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
Posts: 8,967
|
New year, new prospects
riding expectation's curve
__________________
My strength is as the strength of eight -- My heart is nearly pure. |
|
|
|
|
|
#5 |
|
I used to be a girl
Join Date: Mar 2004
Posts: 2,152
|
New year, new prospects
riding expectation's curve hindsight always clear |
|
|
|
|
|
#6 |
|
meretricious dilettante
Join Date: Jan 2003
Posts: 11,068
|
Into the mystic
__________________
Because how we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. -- Annie Dillard |
|
|
|
|
|
#7 |
|
________________
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
Posts: 8,967
|
Into the mystic
bacchanal or private prayer
__________________
My strength is as the strength of eight -- My heart is nearly pure. |
|
|
|
![]() |
| Thread Tools | |
| Display Modes | Rate This Thread |
|
|