Anyone need a free DJ code?
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Anyone need a free DJ code?
I have one. Only if you'll give me an LJ code.
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LJ = Live Journal
DJ = Dead Journal
Both are online diarys which you can allow certain people to view. You need a password to get your account, and each account-holder is given a limited amout of passwords.
.::v0kaledGe::. has a Dead Journal password to give out, but wants a Live Journal password in return.
Joey has about 13 Live Journal passwords. Seems like she doesn't share much.
DJ = Dead Journal
Both are online diarys which you can allow certain people to view. You need a password to get your account, and each account-holder is given a limited amout of passwords.
.::v0kaledGe::. has a Dead Journal password to give out, but wants a Live Journal password in return.
Joey has about 13 Live Journal passwords. Seems like she doesn't share much.

No .. when you sign on you get 1 code after a week, not a password
Paid accounts, you're given 12 codes .. so I have my 12 codes, plus 1 for having my account for a week .. I'm willing to share if people ask me for one.

Paid accounts, you're given 12 codes .. so I have my 12 codes, plus 1 for having my account for a week .. I'm willing to share if people ask me for one.
♥ Joey
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I'd like to have a LiveJournal account. So Joey, could you hook me up?
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
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Joey, thank you x 400. I'd copy and paste, but it would be a waste of space.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.