phantasmagoria ~~ linger
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phantasmagoria: a fantastic, rapidly changing series of things, actually seen or imagined. or, a group blog for a bunch of crazy people! in the dusk @ - ß - § - ¤ - £ - allison @ - ß - § - ¤ - £ - amy @ - ß - § - ¤ - £ - ashley @ - ß - § - ¤ - £ - crystal @ - ß - § - ¤ - £ - doug @ - ß - § - ¤ - £ - elsa @ - ß - § - ¤ - £ - eryn @ - ß - § - ¤ - £ - kristy @ - ß - § - ¤ - £ - sarah with our feelings allison is amy is ashley is crystal is doug is emotionless elsa is eryn is kristy is sarah is from the past and away a-kon animefest blogger cosplay cosplaylab cosplayspot deadjournal engrish livejournal lyricism marguerite&joseline quidditchshrine rath ujournal ushicon  
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| on Saturday, October 25... |
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it's funny to look back ~ and remember the blogging craze. remember this community when people posted on it every day. remember when we were possibly even dorkier than we are now, just a different kind of dorkiness.
nostalgia. there's really nothing like it. ...from Arasan, at 2:23:00 AM ~
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| on Tuesday, January 28... |
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magnificent bloginess? o_O; that sounds creepy. ... *angsts* but not right now... laterz ^^; ...from eryn, at 9:00:00 AM ~
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| on Tuesday, January 14... |
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once upon a time, there was a blog. this blog shone in glory with magnificent blogliness.
unfortunately, look what that blog has become. ...from Arasan, at 2:16:00 PM ~
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| on Tuesday, November 26... |
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today the angst seems to be at an all time low today, as only one girl was reported thinking of the miseries of life, and even that was being done silently. ...from ash, at 11:49:00 PM ~
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| on Monday, November 11... |
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ah, angst. just when it seems life is lookin' up, the angst-gods sense your incoming happiness and shower you with the thunderstorms of despair.
such is life. you just have to accept it in good stride (or whatever the saying is) with your best friends "escapism" and "milano cookies." of course, there'r always the instances where other people are involved. in which case you find your mind occupied continually with thoughts of that person, wondering if they're suffering because they think you're suffering, or if they're just suffering. you try to talk to them, but they don't seem to have anything to say. not that you do, either. you just wanna pretend like nothing happened, go back to the Happy Days of Before This Crap, and be happy again. not have to go to sleep lonely, don't have to wake up wanting to cry. or whatever. ...from Arasan, at 2:28:00 PM ~
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