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seems like i'm going up to victoria this weekend. anyone wants to say hello?

on my way home last night, i found a pool of black ink cat laying in the shadows of a city worn, staple ridden telephone poll. it stopped me good and well. i bent down to say hello. it was so responsive to me, like someone i can whisper dusty thoughts to. then it followed me to home, where on multiple occasions, it tried to trip me by bodily ( Read more... )

the difficult part
of waking up this morning
is leaving your side

the sound of honey and movement
with the life of waterfalls
after your fingertips

Comment with your name and I'll tell you something I adore about you.
Afterward, copy and paste this into your own journal.
(they always get you with the copy and pasteing into your own journal bit. buggers!)

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a puppet of liquid songs ( Read more... )