novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- one thing dies and another version pops right back up into its place dolly parton ripped that classic joplin tune to shreds. talk about someone with passion being turned into a milktoast. -steph the deadhead secretary remember the summer in portland where i slept all day and worked minimally at odd jobs and sistered kittens, read outside in a hammock with kittens climbing over me walked almost everywhere ate at the 24 hour hotcake house and created furniture out of bricks and planks of wood? look at me now, pr taskwork, twenty dollar tanks of gas, hair that i can't cut until i fall in love, dying houseplants and diet coke. there's more, but that's me funnelled down into right now for comparison's sake, for the sake of illuminating the different spectrums of summers, how they reflect which life my future might take, why i'm so afraid. take it, take another little piece of my heart now baby. 11:01 am - 7.16.01 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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