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all i can think of is being at home. sleeping in my freezing cold room. going to churchill's, dominating the jukebox, and smoking more cigarettes than i care to count. sitting next to the cats and watching keith olbermann with my parents. dancing to the zombies while cooking in that well-stocked kitchen. visiting my (secret) favorite apartment in the universe. waking up to radiohead blaring from the garage below. and and homegrown weed and chocolate soy milk and max and penny and my mis-matched turquoise walls and the fucked up little window and double bottles of chardonnay and cold tile against my back and pacific coast highway and giggles and smiles and hugs hugs HUGS from krisjeantaylorkarinjessbenjason... just to name a few.
it's been damn near six months and i, quite honestly, NEED this. all of it.
it's been damn near six months and i, quite honestly, NEED this. all of it.