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Dec 14, 2004 20:49

Too fucking high, riding our bikes, it felt too fast. It felt like we were satellites orbiting the mall, circles of traffic, the continuous motion of pedestrians, cars and bicycles in the hot glare of the afternoon sun ( Read more... )

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bleu_bawls December 15 2004, 04:35:30 UTC
You write your journal entries very well. This one makes me think of my childhood living on 4th seeing neighbors come and go out of the shitty house next door.

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sqauretoedsista January 4 2005, 21:22:36 UTC
i see this image of you as a beautiful old woman
of porcelain and soulful green cat eyes
wearing pink velvet
with rhinestones and diamonds
carrying bouquests of orchids and lillies

--fuck those no fashion, stale-smelling old women

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