Where were you, Carlos Beltran?

[technicolorsun]

And so I ended up drunk, high and dead. Sitting on the couch watching Desperado, melting surrealistically like a Dali pocketwatch. Ambulance wails by, voices bleed out of the slow sky. But nothing so poetic. Just a particular dark-haired boy with no particular drink in his hand. Just fucked up. Just some bloody sunscreaming gold street in a

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[warmcereal]

GO RED SOX!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and melting on mushrooms, or whatever inspired that pretty writing.

[technicolorsun]

hell yes. break the curse and all that.

hahaha

[whisiankid]

u know that feeling of uneasiness in your stomach over girls? i hate that feeling...