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[bubosquared]

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This is ridiculous. I'm afraid to check Lee's friends page becauseit's 10:30 in the morning and I point blank refuse to cry before noon and waaaaaah!

*curls up in a ball, rocking back and forth* They're not real, they're not real, they're not real ...

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[ktnb]

Okay Melle, I think for starters, you need to turn the Jacques Brel off.

Also, I find it quite sad that you've gone to bed and woken up again, when I have yet to go to sleep. *glances at clock* You know, it's 5am. Why should I even bother going to bed?

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[bubosquared.livejournal.com]

I know. Trust me, I know. But it's the National Holiday, and I'm being patriottic and waaaaah!

And. Argh.

[tonights.livejournal.com]

*miserably* Give it up. They're real. I've been weeping steadily on and off for about four hours.

I am such a crackhead.

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[bubosquared.livejournal.com]

I know. I. God.

And I need to avoid Brel like the PLAGUE, because there's this other song and god.

Mon amour,
Mon doux, mon tendre, mon merveilleuse amour,
Je t'aime encore,
Je t'aime ...

[armistice.livejournal.com]

Can you translate the second line? I took Spanish, yo, and you've caused a burning need within me to know what it says.

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[bubosquared.livejournal.com]

It's French. :)

My love,
My sweet, my gentle, my marvellous love,
I love you still,
I love you ...