Nicola let us borrow her car because we needed cigarettes. Her keys fit into the ignition just as swell as the night fit into my imagination. There was this gorgeous passenger in her passenger seat. The weight his body held against the leather seat is a minor percentage of the weight his body held against my heart and mind (not counting the weight
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blood especially.
mmmmmmmmmm
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and using my computer to type that entry?
so glad that my room has become your own private office of indulgent teenage fantasies and drunken ramblings on the inadequacies of life.
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