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Sunday, November 1, 2009
When I grow up...
...I want to be a teenaged Francoise Hardy.
Swoon.
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Now I know why we're friends.
November 26, 2009 at 1:18 AM
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If this was a creepy Russian movie...
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Hello? Hello?
Something you may not know about me...
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Annoyance.
Giving inanimate objects voices.
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