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Oct 26, 2004 21:54

There is an un-easy, nauseating feeling flinging off my ribs, erupting against this intolerant flesh. I’m running on drained and that bleak red warning light is hysterically flashing. All I require is an out of gas halt; a rest stop on a solitary, vacant, dirt path to numb myself, as an old cassette player systematically serenades me while I ( Read more... )

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solute October 27 2004, 05:34:44 UTC
marry garrett!!

i didn't call tonight (last night?) because i've been slaving away over a project. as in, it's 6:40 am and i'm just finishing up. booooooo. i'll probably talk to you today. and you and garret are really cute.

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wishing_it_away October 28 2004, 21:33:34 UTC
al. i love your writing. it's beyond exceptional. your writing is awsome. have a good day.
ari

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Much love. his_hips December 22 2004, 02:48:28 UTC


I have a new journal (ofdancehallhips).
I miss your words. Much.

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