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[moonwriting]

he died tonight, it was as though the world pushed a hole through his beautiful young face, they kept pushing and chanting until he couldn't take it. when he left, the white room turned even colder than it was before, and foggy from the young girls tears clouding up the windows. you don't know who he is, but just keep his spirit in your head, in

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[iamsharee]

i'm listening to "hey" and it reminded me of you. i like your stories.

[moonwriting]

thank you, and i love that song.

[stillmotion]

this is sad and familiar. thank you. it's beautiful. i like that he just leaves; i like the idea of tying the spirit in your hair.

[moonwriting]

thank you, i was just rambling and upset, you know?

[stillmotion]

i know how that can be. i'm sorry you were upset. it hurts. you, lovely girl, inspire feelings of sympathy/empathy and protectiveness in me. almost motherly, ha. because you are younger i suppose.

[whencarscrash]

oh god i love that hair part so much lizzie

[moonwriting]

thank you rachel, i was just reading your journal and the entry about the devendra show sounded really nice. just how you described it, even the ride. especially the girl who was flipping her hair and her boyfriend singing. when nina and i saw him it was fun too, we kept dancing and everyone was all into it.

[__livingdead]

that is so sad
but its so beautiful.
i also love the hair part.
you are amazing/