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[anhedoniac13]

The smell of irises drifts languidly through my room, dizzying and thick like a fog of honey flavored liquor. These are the moments when I'm viciously exposed. Wanting nothing more than a warm blanket, a cup of coffee tinted with vanilla, and a book to drown in.

Comments

[josienutter]

Holy crap, you're alive!! :D

*SQUEEZE*

[anhedoniac13]

I am! Hope you've been good, darlin!

[josienutter]

I have had THE most fucked up 6 months ever. Ugh. I cannot wait for this year to be OVER. I'll have to give you the lowdown when I see you again. :)

[anhedoniac13]

Do you ever go out anymore?

[deadcities]

Chump!

;)

[syntheticdream]

oOoOoOoOoO sounds perfect...

[kitsunebeast]

WHen you're done with the warm blanket, vanilla coffee, and the book, could you send them my way? Sounds lovely.

More seriously, good to see you on again.

[bexerkr]

holy jesus an update!

vanilla coffee is the best, btw if you finally want to see what I looke like I'll be at Aurafice tonight soaking up the atmosphere.

(this would be automata)

[anhedoniac13]

I missed ya Wed, but I'm not really one to attend the SG coffee get togethers. Though, I may be swinging down there to sell some cd's soon. I'll let you know.