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I still don't understand them,
but they're pretty.

Hurray for One Acts, a full tank of gas, and tomorrow being Friday!

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handprints in my skin, roadmaps of my body.
digits in my hand, divits in my head.
of arching backs in contrast against heavily lidded eyes
the morning spilled through the cracks in the sky.
and all the women were beautiful

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To Pablo NerudaAgain & again ( Read more... )

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Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, Life goes on.
I sang with my dad in the car this morning. It was nice.

Bill Murray is Abraham Lincoln in disguise.
Tonight's the night for haircuts and cherry-colored dye.
Watched bits and pieces of The Crucible.
Wound up with head choreographic duties for opening scene; rather scary.
Naked persons abounds. Hurrah hurrah.

somewhere far off, they're signaling the beginning of the night ( Read more... )