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Jul 03, 2005 23:43

Well hello hello. It is very late at night and I am very very sick with a combination of sunstroke, dehydration, and a wicked case of withdrawal. I want to write about my superexcellent weekend but I think I might pass out again. Tomorrow, my love. It was wonderful though! Totally worth getting sick over. Tell you more tomorrow.

<3,
"Wings"

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HI CLaire bloddyromance July 12 2005, 04:11:54 UTC
hey hey hey did u get the shit yet

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To you: anonymous August 8 2005, 07:12:03 UTC
Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head? And does he sing to you incessantly from the place between your bed and wall? Does he walk around all day at school with his feet inside your shoes? Looking down every few steps to pretend he walks with you. Does he know that place below your neck that is your favorite to be touched and does he cry through broken sentences like I love you far too much? Does he lay awake listening to your breath? Worried that you smoke too many cigarettes. Is he coughing now on a bathroom floor? For every speck of tile there are a thousand more that you won't ever see but most hold inside yourself eternally. I drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death. In every city, memories would whisper, Here is where you rest. I was determined in Chicago but I dug my teeth into my knees and I settled for a telephone and sang into your machine. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine I kissed a girl with a broken jaw that her father gave to her. She had eyes bright enough ( ... )

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