and the shots of jack daniels and the last lines of blow i did last night in the empty living room of my basement apartment didn’t make me feel any more ‘alive’ or connected or comforted or consoled and i’m not naive enough to have believed they would, but i was desperate enough to hope they may
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you, me and misie_en_abyme should start a band; all three of us are usually writing/feeling the same things at the same time...angst, fame, heroin addictions, it'll be swell
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I've got some stories from my recent trip to montreal, I went skiing after a year of being well behaved.
we still gotta hang out!
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