the first authentic stab

Jul 21, 2006 18:22

Me and Poetry were on a break. The kind of break where we obsessively checked our e-mail, just to see if the other had gotten up the nerve to break the silence. We stood outside the door, careful to listen for evidence of life on the other side, but never moved to knock or breathe heavy. Our friends knew we'd get back together, eventually. ( Read more... )

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*intake* nipplesontoast July 22 2006, 05:04:13 UTC
breath

oh

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captainlaurie July 22 2006, 18:38:01 UTC
I love you.

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number_one_doll July 25 2006, 18:01:25 UTC
& i love you. i'm not the only one who needs to be writing creatively *ahem* (that means you!). when do you return to this brooklyn of ours?

<3 sharon

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captainlaurie July 25 2006, 19:16:27 UTC
I'll be home on Wednesday, after work. We should definitely talk over some dinner. You in?

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number_one_doll July 25 2006, 19:54:53 UTC
wednesday is project runway night (which you are always invited to!), but that doesn't start until 10, so i would love to have some laurie love before fags&fashion on the tv screen.

i'm also free thursday night if that works better for you (i've got a coffee date @ 10:30, but that still gives us lots of time!).

<3 sharon

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