Before she left Marissa told us she woke up panicked realizing the entire apartment was empty. I imagined her waking gasp echoing throughout the empty rooms past the boxes spilling out of her room
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"...Though I am a man who is loud on the birth of his ways. Publicly redefining each change in my soul, as if I had predicted them, and profited, biblically, even tho their chanting weight erased familiarity from my face..."
It feels like Florida and Tanglewood, something with how you can smell the rain in the air before it comes as you see a peachy horizon turn dark blue in the distance.
After I unpacked my books I decided I wanted a cigarette. The only thing that blocked me from my idle cigarette in the sun was Meryl Streep and some other people in the doorway. Fag-blocked by Meryl...