Very dark placid sky above

Aug 04, 2006 10:37

No moon could penetrate pleasures such as these. Nothing could untangle the tendrils I've woven around myself in such a space, such a beautiful respite from all else. Not now, I'm too busy breathing in heaves of crimson that I've grown to know in all my softer places. It's so easy to be here, hand-in-hand with someone so deeply reminiscent of my ( Read more... )

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francojames August 4 2006, 19:35:33 UTC
Maddening, isn't it?

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bankspaul August 7 2006, 14:38:38 UTC
Maddening, in the most wonderfully satisfying way.

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rachel_brice August 4 2006, 20:04:29 UTC
Mazel tov!

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bankspaul August 7 2006, 14:38:57 UTC
You should break a glass for me.

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misswainwright August 4 2006, 21:27:12 UTC
Three cheers for the revival of the passion of the Paul.

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bankspaul August 7 2006, 14:39:43 UTC
Oh, god. Will you be the one to nail me to the cross?\tasteless blasphemy

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brmolko August 4 2006, 23:45:53 UTC
A requiem for solitude, the triumph of ardor.

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bankspaul August 7 2006, 14:40:24 UTC
It's a rather short requiem, I don't much miss my own company when I can blot it out with new sensations such as these.

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chavela_e August 5 2006, 14:05:43 UTC
Morning, stud.

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bankspaul August 7 2006, 14:40:41 UTC
Hey, you.

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chavela_e August 7 2006, 15:27:02 UTC
You wake up so damn early, are you still around? :(

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chavela_e August 8 2006, 08:13:12 UTC
Your friend Bonks added me and asked me if I was his mater. Well, am I?

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