from "My Left Breast" by Susan Miller

[sweetspastic]

But, nothing can save you. Not your friends, not the best Fred Astaire musical you've ever seen--the grace of it, not your mother's beauty, not a line from a letter you find at the bottom of a drawer, not a magazine or the next day. Nothing can save you. And you stand in the moonlight and a sweetness comes off the top of the trees, and the fence

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julie i love you

[anonymous]

so i don't know if this will say hombreinvisible, cause this computer is fucked up, but this is the person who's room you are occupying.

and i must say, i love this quote
and i'm glad things are going well for you in nyc