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Jan. 10th, 2005 07:28 pm"and Jesus, however disgusting we were, however wrong was the space between us, we were really soaring" -Dave Eggers
i am. liking walking around my whole house in a tank top and underwear. i couldn't do this at school. well, i live with boys, and we don't have enough money to turn the heat up that high. i've been writing everyone long emails filled with things i can't seem to say in person. maybe you'll get one soon, too! maybe i can turn them into letter poems like sarah writes. or maybe it's like casper says, maybe the only reason i haven't burned my poems, all of them, all their evidence, is that there aren't any empty parking lots. nearby.
i am. liking walking around my whole house in a tank top and underwear. i couldn't do this at school. well, i live with boys, and we don't have enough money to turn the heat up that high. i've been writing everyone long emails filled with things i can't seem to say in person. maybe you'll get one soon, too! maybe i can turn them into letter poems like sarah writes. or maybe it's like casper says, maybe the only reason i haven't burned my poems, all of them, all their evidence, is that there aren't any empty parking lots. nearby.
