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The Life of Christopher

“At age six I fell from my bedroom window and onto the hot summer lawn. The grass was dry, arid, scratchy and I felt my entire body erupt in an uncomfortable itch as I rived in ( Read more... )

Tonight I am feeling like breaking all sorts of promises to myself so i go out to directly by the door and i smoke a cigarette and i see that above the buildings there are two seperate smoke clouds rising above and i think it is extremely beautiful and i am listening to logh's "the contractor and the assasin" and star's "ageless beauty" because ( Read more... )

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I have set myself up for this over and over again.

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I woke up on my fifteenth birthday and the weeping willow in my backyard was gone. It hadn’t belonged to us, it was on our neighbor’s property, but its low hanging branches provided me with sanctuary on countless summer days. Its absence, on that day, was sorely noticed ( Read more... )

Red Palms Mine Golden Lives ( Read more... )