urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:trois_fleurs trois_fleurs trois_fleurs 2007-09-08T04:00:01Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:trois_fleurs:1358 2007-09-08T04:00:01Z 2007-09-08T04:00:01Z I hate colds. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:trois_fleurs:1063 2007-08-20T06:03:55Z 2007-08-20T06:03:55Z So some random guys tried to break in and rob my store. They didn't get off easy.<br /><br />...it irritates me. I didn't feel at all satisfied when the police took the men away. I feel as if I should have punched them a few more times. My poor petunias...<br /><br />I buried them properly, and work will resume like normal.<br /><br />[Private; hackable] Strange though..<br /><br />I actually felt horrible when I buried them. Moments I wanted to cry. This is strange, they're just flowers. I love them yes, but what. Crying? I think something is wrong with me. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:trois_fleurs:938 2007-08-08T05:25:23Z 2007-08-08T05:25:23Z So, I met this young man in my shop the other day. It was a strange experience to say the least. The first time in a while..<br /><br />I felt THIS uneasy.<br /><br />[Private; hackable]<br /><br />Ever since Mr. Vincent said the word "Marluxia", I couldn't get it out of my head. It's probably one of his deficient students whose parents couldn't name a dog, but still. I...I didn't like the feeling that came with it either. It left me shivers and I felt a bit sick for the night. <br /><br />The tattoo hurts.<br /><br />Is it a coincidence he has a roman numeral? Of course not. Vincent must have a reason for doing so...<br /><br />I almost typed up...Ve...I'm going to lay down for a bit.<br /><br />[/Private] urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:trois_fleurs:737 2007-08-03T03:45:25Z 2007-08-03T03:45:25Z My flowers are doing wonderful.<br /><br />...<br /><br />...<br /><br />That's all. I'm not fond of needless banter.