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She used to stand by him as he rode her [stationary] bike because she enjoyed watching the rivulets of sweat run down his face. "They're like tears," she'd say, tracing the path the drops took from his forehead down to the corners of his eyes and farther down to the edges of his lips. "It's like you're crying."
"You like seeing me cry?"
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a conglomeration of photos taken in a span of five days, from vegas to LA.

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bits and pieces of 2008, through images:

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lately my days are filled with sullen thoughts of you
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and i'm not sure what it is you're going through
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I did it mostly for myself, but I'm not going to lie, she is probably the most important reason I quit smoking.
Su Bei stands literally half a foot below me, and I didn't even notice how in shape her body was until she said she danced because my eyes were always fixated on her face, and the way her hair bounced and grazed the side of her neck when ( Read more... )

"where do you want to go?"
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"wherever you want to take me"

I flipped my book to the other hand, which was a habit I got used to ever since I quit smoking. I always felt the need to hold on to something, ever since you died in that car accident two years ago, to fill the void. I tell myself it was the motion of having a cigarette in my hand that caused it, but, well, we both know better ( Read more... )