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Dec 29, 2007 18:48

I look back at the times with my mom often. The nights up late, the drinking binges, the time she made a death pact for the both of us, all of the times I decided it would be my only choice to get in the car while she drove drunk for miles and miles and miles in the dark on a nearly empty tank of gas. I still feel those moments as if they were ( Read more... )

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maria_scattered December 30 2007, 01:14:06 UTC
Beautifully written, sadly beautiful.

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phantasmkiss January 7 2008, 09:22:42 UTC
That's right... I can understand your last words

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___closetome January 9 2008, 01:39:55 UTC
hey you probably don't remember me...i'm kat, i think i first started talking to you through those oldschool aol zines, i always liked your graphics a lot
and i understand the ambivalent feelings towards your mom
just figured i'd say hi, and send some <3

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