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Feb 11, 2004 17:21

sleeping in a birdcage when i am anaemic and weak for such a whim. a harrowed-winged sparrow harem of mad seduction, by those evanescent electric things that signify our disenchantment with the vacuum [no pun intended] entitled domestication. a perpetual fear of prosaic death. yet i make chocolate-masked blueberries and put starjasmine in spare ( Read more... )

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perhapsthereis February 11 2004, 17:08:57 UTC
i am too tempted ... to be passively represented by my exterior

(this made me shiver, recognition)
-- it does not sound facile.

"most of all i am learning to do as i please"

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little_spark February 11 2004, 17:34:04 UTC
learning to do as i please.

you should make a movie about your life. so that i could see the things the same color as you, for a couple of hours. i love the color of the things you write.

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prizefight February 11 2004, 20:50:05 UTC
his ribs would make beautiful instruments

a lovely thought. i also love the way you describe silence & aloneness. very nice. xo

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Re: ex_bloodoran618 February 12 2004, 01:03:40 UTC
i loved that line, too. and the last paragraph made me laugh.
this, my dear, is going in the memories.

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pushybottom February 11 2004, 22:32:24 UTC
do you have a mobile or anything i could perhaps contact you on for the night of ani? it'd b nice to meet you, if that was okay : )

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Re: tangerines February 12 2004, 06:02:00 UTC
yes, i'll email the number to you. it's NEVER turned on, but i'll turn it on before ani that night, oui?

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taintedsky February 12 2004, 01:53:33 UTC
because i am so completely alone and descending into a profundity, a plethora, of the mundane.

yes, oh yes! sometimes the mundane is like quicksand.

your descriptive imagery is gorgeous. you are stunning, precious wardrobe with evocative character.

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