::bright eyes and fig newtons::

Jan 15, 2004 22:38

My lover came to visit me in the frigid evening. It wasn’t too late, but the sun was long gone. I remember frayed jeans sheltering black stilettos, walking across the shaggy brown carpet. I remember a smooth face, with dark shimmery hair and warm eyes. I remember the ceiling, and pillows obscuring my vision. I remember the frost on the window ( Read more... )

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what a hussy lollee January 15 2004, 19:56:12 UTC
HA!

well, i just ate all of the cookies i was going to give you. all of them.

so, tryst in the copy room tomorrow? i'll have the guard let you in.

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glockkenspiel April 26 2004, 23:24:11 UTC
hey man i ganked that sunset picture off your site and set it as my desktop, thats a great shot, it mellows me out like crazy. Plus looking at it while listening to A Silver Mount Zion makes it better

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