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[sillylmadd]

some folks came over to max's for dinner










blueberry nips



That year we hardly slept, waking like inmates
who beat the walls. Every night
another refusal, the silent work
of tightening the heart.
Exhausted, we gave up; escaped
to the apartment pool, swimming those laps
until the first light relieved us.

Days were different: FM full blast
Blues, hours of guitar “you gonna miss me
when I'm gone.” Think how you tried
to pack up and go, for weeks stumbling
over piles of clothing, the unstrung tennis rackets.
Finally locked into blame, we paced
that short hall, heaving words like furniture

I have the last unshredded pictures
of our matching eyes and hair. We’ve kept
to separate sides of the map,
still I’m startled by men who look like you.
and in the yearly letter you’re sure to say
you’re happy now. Yet I think of the lawyers bewilderment
when we cried, the last day. Taking hands
we walked apart, until our arms stretched
between us. We held on tight, and let go.
-cleopatra mathis



I need a job. F'REAL.
I'm getting extensions for my senior portraitttt
anyone whose had them, wheres a good place to get them done?
sweet.
Should be interesting.
I will probably decide not to in the end, whatever.

I got on instant messenger for the first time in like 2 years. It weirded me out so bad. I don't know about that.
ehhh.

all right.
free wine.