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Sep 02, 2009 21:31

I sat in the red carpet seat that felt dirty with yesterday's patrons, clutching myself like a porcelain doll, my coffee-chain drink spilling between stops. I guzzled the boiling liquid ignoring the burn in my mouth, trying to fill the aching hole in my gut with creamy stimulants. I tried to hide last night's face underneith a muss of hair, ( Read more... )

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eleanor_h September 10 2009, 01:40:27 UTC
*hug*

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