in lesser moments.

Dec 12, 2007 18:55

 
The music was loud and bad inside. Standing outside of the bar, I could still feel it shaking the boards underneath my feet. I rested my head against the beam and tried to make the world stop spinning. I could smell the food from work in the uniform I was still wearing, and the smoke in my hair from the cigarette I'd just finished.

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thrillh0use December 13 2007, 02:09:24 UTC
You're a great writer. When reading this, I felt as though this was a passage from a book, when I got to the end I remembered it was an LJ entry.

Hope you're feeling better than you were last night.

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