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Dec 17, 2001 14:06


so - we were watching the sun
come up and she was rolling a cigarette
between her thumb and index finger and i
had one hanging on my lip - neither of us
were talking, and the ashes were falling
on my chest and i was leaned up against
the backboard.

later, we were snorting white powder through ( Read more... )

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racheljoy December 18 2001, 00:53:07 UTC
evocative. i like.

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