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[penguinboy]

Seth's parents are much older in this story. It doesn't matter how old they really are, or if they were ever young, only that their faces resemble peach pits. Seth knows this and does not look; he can only imagine those same expressions worn thin. Afterwards, he sits in his Miata, staring at the bleach white house, the black shutters, windchimes

Comments

[fourcorners]

I'm guessing you're someone I know from another journal. I like the cut of your jibe. You write rather well, mordantly bitten by the mongoose of surreality, and if you're not circling the dark side, you're a stone's throw away. You, my friend, must write often, despite the penguin's normally genetic lack of opposing thumbs and slightly rudamentary grasp of the Queen's tongue

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[strwbrry_sweet]

i recognize you... i see you comment on almond_tiger's journal :)

hey!

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[fourcorners]

Hey yourself!

So this is what strawberries do in their time off. Hang around penguins. Funny how we never talked in Jenn's journal, but met in this one

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[strwbrry_sweet]

isn't that something :)

[hizashi]

i love it.

[allegraslade]

penguinboy, i love your entries. they remind me that another month has passed, more or less, and remind me that i need to get off my ass and be...something else.

[jessamucah]

the usual wooo woo for the p-boy, of course.

hey fellow penguin boy friends, add me :)

[suicide_letters]

hmm...yes...::nods head like i know exactly what you are referring to...or even talking about::
this was interesting...very interesting indeed.
penguin boy. you rock.