tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388296.post1501228341717067025..comments2023-09-11T04:08:06.529-05:00Comments on MsPsychos Thoughts: The Dark RoomMsPsychohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117421246377012616noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20388296.post-23579371453679024742007-07-22T11:14:00.000-05:002007-07-22T11:14:00.000-05:00'You do not know how much they mean to me, my frie...'You do not know how much they mean to me, my friends, how rare, strange it is, to find in a life composed so much of odds, ends, to find a friend who has these qualities, who has, gives those qualities upon which friendship lives. How much it means that I say this to you, without these friendships, life, what cauchemar! (Nightmare.)" Eliot, T. S<BR/>peace, love, blessings, ms bella donna lynn~<BR/>Check Out MySpace:<BR/>Http://www.myspace.com/msbelladonna<BR/>Check Out My Journal:<BR/>Http://journals.aol.com/autumnrain1268/LISTENTOTHERAINAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com