Yesterday was a beautiful day, now the sky is gray and the ground covered with dirty snow. Everything pushes me away. Last night I marveled [again] the softness of his skin and the sharpness of his bones against my body. This keeps me going. It's all an illusion of perfect beauty, but nevertheless an illusion I don't want to break into pieces just
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(and will you come to gloria this time, next saturday, with me & evey & possibly minna, for j-pop and kimonos and sushi?)
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Augh, that event has bad wibes... Saturday the 15th? We'll see.
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