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Jan 27, 2006 04:00

Love occurs only once, and for it there cannot be a substitute. I didn't know this when I left, but I think now that he always did.

the walls are pulsing, a frenzy of patterns. this isn't strange. i light a cigarette.

she is impossibly thin, a mess of brittle bones and hair."I'm going to move out of the direct smoke."

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oh_velveteen January 27 2006, 16:17:45 UTC
You're on your cell phone?

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___optional January 28 2006, 07:10:26 UTC
Strangely enough, yes.

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