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I was at Kitty Cat Club with Dan yesterday. We ran into an acquaintance of mine, and so I said "hi." He told me he just hung out with two girls I know. I shouldn't have been upset, but I was. They didn't even call...Dan is such a great listener...

Today was hot and humid. The rain came and went, came and went, but it's...
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Woo! Summer session will try and kill me. I've survived May term, and surprisingly, I really loved my Epics in Translation class. The proff was AWESOME, but saddly, a really rough grader. I haven't gotten Bs on my papers since Freshman year high school. Ahh well, I could have worked a little harder I guess.

Speaking of high school--I'm having a carnium party with friends...
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May term is going to kill me, but...I'm oaky with that.

The wind blows the loosely nailed five against the doorframe, and the sound it makes clicks to the time of a tick. I watch the sky lighten, signaling the end of night. The pale morning makes me feel out of place, like a time traveler, like I dont quite belong.

My mind feels shifted, and all my senses are out of rhythm. Im off dreaming...
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She told me things I did not want to hear. She listened to my side and the side Im not so sure of. Im still not sure of. My vision gets fuzzy and clear.

Speaking of pains, virgin to the air; speaking of acts that were never meant to happen; speaking of loss, which can not be reconciled; speaking of overwhelming degradation; speaking because the...
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I planned on the big bang to happen. I was banking on the side of extraordinary phenomenon. Never did get the courage to set things up, so mismatched and half-assed is what I get.

When asking the air, Will I stunt my ability to move planets? All I get in return is my question mark.

In my memories of memories, I knew of a time...
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Im looking for my right hand.

Ive tried on a few in my quest, and I was sure for a very long time, that the hand I had matched the prints. The hand was so fitting; I ignored how it went cold and drooped. Over time, it rotted away, and I finally had to give it up.

At the same time, I found a few...
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My skin itches with the want for movement. These wordsoh, these wordsmake me hot with anger and need. Dirty beats make me groove, and I can feel the bass vibrate deep inside me. And so, I close my eyes and dance. My hips move in syncopation to the beat. Heat rolls up between my legs, between my breasts, between my lips. Perspiration rolls down my...
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The blankets were tangled around my arms and legs when I woke. Sweat rolled down my sides and the room itself seemed to perspire. I hate waking up to humid darkness. This was a few nights ago, but the days blend and get muddy in my memory. I cant quite feel the difference between an hour and three days ago.

I keep remembering her pretty...
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The fuzz in my dryers lint catcher spread to my hair, my eyes, and then my thoughts. My mind tumbles at the idea of lost socks, frayed edges, and shrunken jeans. I may not be clean, but I smell nice and am neatly folded.

"The end of the something i did not want to end,
Begining of hard times to come.
But something that was not meant to be is done,
And this is the start of what was. "
-the streets, "empty cans"