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I wanna go hooome
Oct. 3rd, 2008 03:33 pmThe other day Gabe (you know who I'm talking about), told me that someone proposed to him to become a professional gigolo once. Enough said.
I finally made a new layout. It pretty much reflects my current mood.
And a meme stolen from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
schwimmerin.
01. Think of the first word that comes to mind when you think of me.
02. Go to Google Images and search for that word.
03. Reply to this post with one of the pictures on the first page of results (don't tell me the word).
04. Put this in your own journal so that I can do the same.
I found it quite hard to think of a word for her, the first things that come to my mind when I think of friends are images and sounds and smells and shared memories, but rarely words. I'm weird.
PS My throat is sore. D:
I finally made a new layout. It pretty much reflects my current mood.
And a meme stolen from
schwimmerin. 01. Think of the first word that comes to mind when you think of me.
02. Go to Google Images and search for that word.
03. Reply to this post with one of the pictures on the first page of results (don't tell me the word).
04. Put this in your own journal so that I can do the same.
I found it quite hard to think of a word for her, the first things that come to my mind when I think of friends are images and sounds and smells and shared memories, but rarely words. I'm weird.
PS My throat is sore. D:
