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May 06, 2012 12:00

The last two weeks of my degree. A girlfriend, of sorts. Semiregular sex. Sleeping together. Breakfasts. Still the pint of spit out toothpaste and urine staring from the shelf. Somethings never change. We had an awkward conversation about whether we will break up after university. I am moving two hours away.
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croupier_zoom June 3 2012, 03:07:14 UTC
i'm moving up north to somewhere called liverpool to start a performance art troupe with two girls called izzie and dora. i may work at a historical ghost tour company. i like the idea of cooking in peoples houses and us doing a performance in between the food (perhaps thematically relating to themenu..) i want to put on an exhibition, be involved with the biennial - big arts festival - screw around, eat food, read books and sunbathe, i want to mak e work and have a meaningful job......

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