Livejournal's coming back. You'll see. Then you'll all be sorry because you won't know any HTML.

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Crowds thrum with the steady cadence of the commute, every work-weary body following its own wild trajectory. Up the steps, down the steps, the rushing veins of people thinning into a single-file as the corridors branch into thinner capillaries and we're absorbed by our appropriate buses. The Port Authority's geography is plotted by the smells it ( Read more... )

If you don't expect too much from me, you might not be let down.

I wasn't going to smoke weed tonight. But then the new 65daysofstatic CD was waiting for me in the mailbox when I got home from work. WHOA.

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You had me at facefuck.

When I was younger, everyone always took great pride in their emotional imbalances. Maybe it was just hanging out with goth kids, punk rockers and smelly vegan drama students in LA, but a game of one-upsmanship was always playing out. “I’m bipolar.” “I’ve got clinical depression.” I never got it. I realize the point of teenage counterculture ( Read more... )

Need an outlet. Might start writing here again.

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What's the point of waiting
For life to come
I could go further
And no one's surprised
Your plans collapse, run off or fall apart...

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