June 2011
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bleh, bleh, bleh, bleh.
Anonymous asked: how come you don't dance? You must dance. Dance with me, I'll teach you.
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Dear Eliza,
underparasols:
You should have been here that February night when trees raked their branches across the sky after it broke out in stars. The sound, like sandpaper on plastic, was grating. Unable to concentrate, spiders abandoned their weaving. Coyotes howled. And I stuffed my ears with cotton. The next morning I woke to a squeamish sun heaving behind a cloud. Drops of blood masquerading as...
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One of those days
thoughts-plots:
It was one of those days where Tyler wouldn’t stop tapping his thumbs on the edge of the glass table. His thumbs drum, drum, drummed on the edge, reverberating inside my hollow head. My headache would never go away. It would keep drumming on surfaces until we got rid of all our furniture.
“What if I’m not happy?” I asked.
“What are you trying to say?” It was one of those days...
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Foreign Thoughts: Leather Lips →
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First she introduced him to Leather Lips. When she was a child, she visited that park on numerous occasions. The tribal Indian chief who first settled in her area now had an entire park dedicated to him. In the moments before dusk, she bounced out of his car and glided over to the mini-stage. She…
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Anonymous asked: ei. how are you.. you.. ah.. wanna go out with me.
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cigarettesandmaryjane asked: zabravih welcome <3 da kaja :)
