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Naked and Unadorned

"It's only a diary. Everyone knows diaries are just full of crap."
Young literary exhibitionist seeks refuge from mid-twenties crisis and tries to come to terms with her monogamous relationship and lack of a dream job. To be taken like a good margarita: always with salt.

Saturday, September 08, 2007

In other news...

I cannot for the life of me stop flirting with Irish.
Posted by Elle-Même at 6:54 AM

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