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an "interpretation" of the content in libellum's journal:
The forums, the friendliness of them, because I almost unable to go on the stifling temperatures but ended for a week and see past and there again and beauty I deliberately, just makes my lips on Friday. Outside the ideas I was mistaken. During my breath still surrounded, cocoon. Well they had begun (to be left I smoke). It's set I the real while moving restlessly in greater than I had my feet up been beautiful than falling leaves, go all I used to Cambridge and watched they why it's an amp for a silent luminous cocoon of most of loneliness and dodgems and they had come; all for years.
- libellum
I like this. No matter how many times I refresh, the nonsense is always strangely evocative, at least for me. It's like the livejournal version of a dream: rehashing events in a way that is ostensibly meaningless, but actually somehow makes sense of things. That or it's just self-indulgent silliness. Either way, I approve.
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