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feeling my way...maybe a god came here to play a trick on us, to switch our socks as we slept, to hide our cigarettes and toothpaste. Maybe my brain is falling out. Lately I've been looking for a part of myself I forgot about, some vague sentiment that a single smell will undoubtedly bring back in a rush in a week or two. texas lives in my blood, I think. I never noticed while I was there, but there is a point of origin, a call to roots, to gatherings of too many people who have been through too much together. home, history.
someone is playing the lion king soundtrack and I'm pretty sure it is making me want to die.
lately I sleep a lot, and I half feel like regaining my long abandoned habit of sucking my thumb.
I want a really good long conversation. And I want JTT to get his career back. What happened to that guy?
I want to get my goddamn tattoos.
someone is playing the lion king soundtrack and I'm pretty sure it is making me want to die.
lately I sleep a lot, and I half feel like regaining my long abandoned habit of sucking my thumb.
I want a really good long conversation. And I want JTT to get his career back. What happened to that guy?
I want to get my goddamn tattoos.