those who know me long & well will know that it is uncharacteristic for me to stay in the shoes of one journal for over a year. i grow weary of these pages. so, please,
newspaperboats

if you still want to read & talk.

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i wish that everyday of the week was so full of best ever friends & best ever sockpuppets.

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walking home not two days ago, there was that second i realized spring has started. the streets were all of a sudden so colourful, i could pick a bouquet all the colours of the rainbow from one side of the footpath alone. i am glad the world does not have an ego. it would be bursting at the seams.

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i guess these days
emotion is rapid&fragile
like the smoke from your ciggarette
out of the car window
on a sultry night.
it is hard to tie it down
and even harder to tell it what to do
because the distance between it
and the wind
is less than the distance between it and out brains.