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Jan 24, 2005 20:54

"everything disappears... love, trees, rocks, steel, plastic...humans. none of us get out alive. now you can huddle in a group and face it one day at a time, or you can be grateful that when your body rubs against somebody elses it explodes with enough pleasure to make you forget, even for a minute, that your only a walking pile of ashes."

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_custom January 26 2005, 07:41:37 UTC
well said my friend .. i miss you. (in a heterosexual bestfriend kind of way) i wish it could be both.

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1000_fucks January 28 2005, 19:27:23 UTC
i love that. u move me like i got new feet

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