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Weird smoke/fog..
I live on North St. in Allentown and there is some sort of white haze blanketing the sky/buildings! I haven't heard any fire trucks or noticed any big commotion, but it's super bad towards the city.
Does anyone have any idea what this is? I checked the Buffalo News thus far and no word.
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This is completely hypothetical..
If you were a snake (a brightly colored orange and yellow creamsicle corn snake, to be exact.. I mean hypothetically..), where THE FUCK would you hide?
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"I didn't go broke so you two could pound beers and throw up on eachother."
I need solid, not fragmented.
I need full, not starving.
I need stable, not quaking.
I need you.. more than I need me.
EDIT: Who knew all I needed was my old haircut back. -
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My mind raced as each word left his mouth. "You've still got those eyes," he slurred in between drags of cheap cigarettes, "you and your sister.. the kind of sparkling eyes you get lost in." I bit my tongue, nearly tasting the blood of words I shouldn't say. What's appropriate- "Go back to your girlfriend, she looks annoyed." or maybe the less ( Read more... ) -
Are you a badfish, too?
Even if I decide to leave here, the memories I've made so far are sufficiently heartwarming. It's funny that most of these "wish you were here" postcard moments contain old hearts from an old town. Old hearts that haven't succumbed to stiff upper lips and more so, stale air. An indescribable togetherness and comfortable state cannot be made more ( Read more... ) -
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Sometimes I make myself nervous thinking that the rest of my life is going to be me sitting on the couch, smoking a cigarette, watching Roseanne with Pete constantly and consistently by my side ( Read more... ) -
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"Come on, you know how the winter is up there.." she unconvincingly sighed, realizing there was no true optimism in that statement. To me, it sounded like more of a depressing question, rather than a solid explanation as to why my blues have gotten so.. navy. My brutally honest answer - "without you? Dismal and unforgiving." The obvious lack of ( Read more... ) -
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Though my room was well-lit, I still awoke grabbing and feeling frantically throughout my covers. Nothing, merely a dream. Waking up in the haze of tangled, old legs was neither familiar nor welcome. It had been multiple years since I felt those cold legs intertwine with my own, and unfortunately I was by no means prepared for the vivid imagery ( Read more... ) -
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I'm not so sure why.. but I'm dying for someone to grab me by the shoulders, squeeze me and tell me they sincerely love me.
I should probably move to Boston so that can be a daily occurrence.
