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every forty days or so (or exactly), i call my voicemail to check a message that usually comes from my dad,-- because he's one of the few people/insti..
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last night i had this dream i wrote a poem.
it was my sister's wedding, except, i wasn't invited. because i was working, she said, and she didn't ..
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sara and i are on our way back to atlanta.
"the world is ending." she says, and i feel depressed.
"it's just that all these deaths ..
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sometimes i dont feel like f*****g writing you at all.
i get to feeling like forrest gump and you're jenny and you've sent back all my letters--onl..
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despite my general disinterest in sex lately, yesterday MattE and i fucked. it felt wonderfully dirty and spontaneous. he squeezed and sucked my breas..
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there was only one moment this entire week i rememebered you at all. i think it was friday night right around dinner time. either we'd all just finish..
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i never took statistics.
i was thinking you'd have like, an 8% chance that if you bumped into me and asked me to show you my tits, i would. but it..
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cast:
the ballerina
setting:
a doorway
act I, scene I:
[the ballerina enters a doorway]
the ballerina [singing]:
spring comes ear..
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i've been snacking on children's vitamin/suppliment samples at work. my new favorite is Animal Parade's "Warm Milk." they cost over fifty ..
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he's taking a bath
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