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[resurrecting]

1) The phone is empty and the hours fall on by- 9, 10, 11. Half past twelve and the night is creeping in slowly from the windows, flickering the lights, rustling the blinds. A call, of sorts, though 'plea' would be more accurate. Restlessness finds its way in, creeping up the spine, pain begging to be walked away or wind-kissed and I want to

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[heartpump]

yesterday i was talking about how our hands are so innocent, how they do all of our dirty work for us and they stand by us and they are just there, always. and how when we get sick or something, they are in danger too, and they don't know why. they just want to love & be loved & all that shit.

yay

[justslightly]

Yay Nathan is writing again! Im glad as I enjoy reading it.

Looks like I might end up in Falls Church next year teaching at George Mason. I hear its such a great school. Will got into law school. In South Carolina. Its good he got in. Its not good for me.
hit me up sometime.