emilyalbano
On AIM you used to be able to warn people, that was pretty cool.
The port is the place where I sit and look out onto the harbor. The dark blue sea taunts me, rich with beauty and mystique. The secrets it holds are ones I cannot fathom. I will never be as wise, I let the sea breeze tickle my face. I smile.
Beloved, if you can describe yourself with this word you are lucky. Not everyone has that, so remember it. Remember someone else out there cares about your well-being, your dreams, and your life.
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