the buzzzing of my coughing throat...thinking of lips

Feb 04, 2004 02:01

...the first thing comes to my mind, flashes and imagery concieved, darkness and bareness alike, driving down government, you at the wheel, cough liquid in my hands, grasping on tight like there's no tomorrow, must have deo too, it's really late, is it too late? I'm glad we talked, could you whisper louder? you came to me naked, baring your soul, ( Read more... )

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sicklittlefuck February 4 2004, 08:42:05 UTC

i liked reading that a lot :)

"lets be sick together and talk again like it's our first time talking"

sounds very nice to me.

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sick together.. suisseaupair February 5 2004, 02:40:32 UTC
Thanks.. I tell you, M, I think I got the idea to write like that from you. It makes better for free-thought, not worrying about grammar, like a long poem that keeps going. Like your last entry, for example. That was awesome, particularly with the picture accompaniment. I'd really like pick your brain about website making.. maybe sometime I can bring over some tea and cookies? :)

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wildtiger2004 February 4 2004, 22:55:02 UTC
Is that what I was treated to when I went get a glass of water at 1 o'clock this morning? hmmmmmm

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ummmmmm suisseaupair February 5 2004, 01:24:57 UTC
Lesseee.. when ya came out of the room, we were chillin' on the couch. And I was coughing up a storm. I think I heard you and M laughing pretty loud earlier! Silly yous.. what can I say. Love does strange things.. sometimes it makes you loud and obnoxious..sometimes it makes you laugh and giggle and be stupid with love...and sometimes it makes the bed squeek. Sorry!

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cuddlyvegan February 5 2004, 02:01:39 UTC
"relentless thoughts of nada, perculating in my soiled head-bag"
i like this. :)

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