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A man without eyes {empty sockets} said "Thank-you" to me while holding onto a man who asked me where the ice cream was located. After working nine hours and fifteen minutes, I fell asleep and had a few dreams in which I was loved.

I did a "Day in the Life" thing, yesterday.

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The peonies that I bought for my mother are opening and filling the kitchen and living room up, devouring ( Read more... )

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Sit on a rocking chair and look at the wind, teeth coming in. Sit on the roof and talk about cartoons while watching the sun come up. Rewind and I am quietly telling you what I dislike about your girlfriend. The future looks the same as the present and the past. Just different. My hair is tangled and seems to stop growing once it's hit my shoulders ( Read more... )

It feels just how you think it feels.
It feels just how you think it feels.

God, fuck all of your bad moods -- my life is magical. We learned how to belly dance. And then. We accidently killed the only living chipmunk I'd ever laid eyes on (it was running across four lanes of traffic and stopped under the wheel of Alison's mother's golden mini-van). We had a picnic in the middle of an outdoor mall, surrounded by children ( Read more... )

Wore the funeral jacket of a boy named Bunny while smoking melon-flavored stuff from a hookah, had my name written in an old little book with the word 'night' above it in an Indian restaurant, golden sun right now, my camera's lost and I have metal in interesting locations, lace skirt and sneakers ( Read more... )

My heart is in my mouth. Thick-flesh and vein-creatures, sea water and roots. I've been slipping on wet, black rocks, smooth and perfect for skipping in any other circumstance. There are bags underneath my eyes and my ribcage is more pronounced, though my face is rounder. My breasts are shrinking and my fingernails are shorter. Today a man said to ( Read more... )