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[partythighs]

through the curtains, orange reflects. the breaking news is telling me everything, competing with the lonely rasp of tom waits' voice. i walk outside to see all my neighbors, all standing on the edge of their driveway, with all faces glued to the sky. my eyes are tracing the shower of ashes and watching helicopters pass overhead. i think about how

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[confute]

This gave me chills

[airportstories]

whoa.

[anonymous]

my favorite part of your journal is when you write. you're so intruiging!

[conductors]

agreed! but i like every part.

[anonymous]

i agree as well!