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Jul 13, 2006 00:17

I come home for Mario’s last supper. I live in London now, with Janeczka's polish boyfriend. I sleep on the floor and think about finding a job and when all his friends come round I go and stand in the stairwell for a while. Jan is hardly ever home; she plays doubles at Roehampton and goes to a party nearly every night of the week. Liversidge, who ( Read more... )

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tree_sick July 13 2006, 02:43:05 UTC
i understand. especially about the drowning.

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__intaglio__ July 14 2006, 23:00:24 UTC
i keep coming back to reread this last paragraph, particularly that last sentence.

what to be done about this!?

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anonymous July 16 2006, 12:26:01 UTC
I feel exactly the same. Only, miles away.

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likepatsycline September 17 2006, 19:17:36 UTC
Sometimes I stop and look at other people and think, God, they could be feeling just as bad as I am today.

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ex_cottontai940 July 19 2006, 10:19:00 UTC
anna, i did sit with the geese in the park last night and wonder why i cannot live in a pond and eat grass and fly. you are right. they have nothing to do with it.

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likepatsycline July 21 2006, 23:32:03 UTC
I'm always losing track of you.

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