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steaming pot, someone took off the top.
simmering pot, you never get hot.
here's the lid, clop.

end of the summer was deerhoof, astrud gilberto, billie holiday, os mutantes ( Read more... )

so, let's update. we're not painfully self-awa. we're not painfully self-aware. no, when we are, we hardly type. we're not painfully self-awareno, when we are, we hardly type - said the dot ( Read more... )

fuck.

you look up from your desk,
"save me,"
you say,
i look back,
"no,"
i say,
"save me."

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he really was a terrible man, but lucky for her she could see through it all, she cared little enough to see through it all. he sat insecurely, ostensibly complacent and nonchalant, pretending to make such sacrifices to eke the smallest words of affection, words that would be said by anyone else with the ease of truth, devotion- but he said them ( Read more... )

i unfortunately sense selfish-drama-lust-asshole-ism. there's no time for these things, not when one is trying to maintain, stumbling upon and back to the roots of far too influential books from high school. but this lament is not really for my sake, no, moreso for others i suppose, nevertheless dumbasses unfortunately taint the water for us all, ( Read more... )

i just put my hair in a ponytail.

so, news from new york city: the world is not ending and hell is not freezing over.
but what better way to satisfy your urge to break some shit than clean out your closet and donate to your lobby-floor charity-pile?

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