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[beatsofburden]

alright, so i just got into DC a couple of hours ago, took the train to the dupont circle, and here I am. Surrounded by comforting gayness, internet, coffee, and opposition to starbucks. i ordered my usual - the two shots with coffee. my barista was french and looked like busta rhymes. he asked me what we call my drink in Seattle. I told him I call

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[felinexsneer]

i miss you right here ---> <.3

[beatsofburden]

you have a period in your heart?? that seems like it hurts enough coming from your cunt, dearie, you might want to have that checked out.

oh shit, i bet you can tell i've been hanging out with anne.

[darksparkles]

Go get 'im, tiger!

[darksparkles]

P.S.

This is for you. I stole it from someone else's LJ, but I think you need it more than him.

[beatsofburden]

i almost fucked this boi here, but i'm not the type of girl who gives it away after 20 minutes of conversation.

[darksparkles]

Did you get his number, at least?

[ex_ns257]

Everything fell apart for some reason and I don't have any reasonably self-loathing chums (chums being you) to chainsmoke and laugh dryly about all of this tumult and ruin! Return! Or at least drink some cheap wine and think of me. Perhaps the soothe of the hazy-world debauchery will be felt by me as you sip your cup. Maybe I'll just go have some drink.

Saludo!

bang.

[beatsofburden]

well, i'm drinking expensive wine with my cousin who is teaching me how to be a classy black man, BUT! all this all-americanism combined with bukowski has driven my shit up the fucking wall. i'm going to have to come down to portland some time while you're there. it's final.

i'm inviting myself and i don't care what you or that gay boy think.

[bouncebackwards]

miss you already my beemish boy.

[beatsofburden]

mmmm.... devon.

i want to cuddle with your arm again. moreso megan. did i type that out loud?