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Dec 15, 2004 21:07

Terribly drunk off of wine and finally lost in absurd dreamworlds, I woke softly from the sound of my own laughter. Warm and lovely under blankets, deep inside of arms less foreign each evening, the morning rose while I slipped back into swirling storylines of destruction and rubber ducks.

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glarenstare December 18 2004, 10:14:03 UTC
beautiful things happen when adey is intoxicated :)

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