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LINGON
BERRY
AVAL
ANCHE
This is a world of dreams and reverie, where I felt the stars explode around me. A grass blade flashed with a gleam as it slashed open a moonbeam, and I stared back breathlessly. As mountains of fruit tumbled out, I barely had the chance to shout; a lingonberry avalanche crashed over me.
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Friday, 31 July 2009 AT 9:19 pm


Ohmydaze I dont even know what to blog about these days anymore.
And to think that I gave Rarararah shit when she said she might delete her LJ. Go ahead girl, I know how you feel now. I crai crai.

So err, in an attempt to make this a halfpassable post:
Its the summer holidays for me now? :D

And errr, 2PM and SHINee pretty much rule my life these days.
I cannot get enough of Onew, Jaebeom and Junho.
Big Bang prs come back! I cant satisfy my BB cravings on Big Bang TV alone! Also, why are there no more TabiRi fics coming out? Jeez, once I stop, everyone else does.

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