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Don't ask how. It's less interesting than you'd think...
iggy:
Love you!
iggy:
i totally want your manflesh.
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I'm still at home. I got in a fight with my father last Thursday and left the house until early this morning. The fact that I was missing for five days and he never called me to see if I was ok has been noted. He's being a complete asshole in ways that surprise even me. He's telling me things like:
i can't stay up...
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iggy:
move here!! I miss you!!
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Erased for tedium's sake.
iggy:
don't worry hon. You can request nekkid pics of me any time you want. kiss or the real thing for that matter....hehehe.
whiterice:
yeah, i ffeel the same way, liked reading your posts
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Erased for tedium's sake.
signalnoise:
ah that sucks, i enjoy your journal. but you gotta do what you gotta do. i have to ask though: what about the political chat on here bugs you? b/c i have my own beefs, and i'd love to hear yer issues.
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I am in a terrible mood and so I am going to fill this journal, which is the most insignificant thing I can think of, with all the bile I'd rather launch at specific targets. It's a bit like a death threat to someone I've never met, or an anonymous love letter.

I hate the pompous use of foreign languages. I hate when people say...
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There are so many reasons people go from place to place. Vacations are such a lovely thing: the ability to get away from everything that troubles and focus on pleasure for a time. Funerals cause travel also. I know two friends who, no matter where they are, or what they are doing, spend September 11th together after waking up next to one another that morning....
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iggy:
you didn't fuck up. You just stumbled a bit.

And I miss you more than anything.

I wish I could go up there right now. kiss
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I'll sleep when I've a job, an apartment and Sweden's won the world cup

So I've been awake for most of the last two weeks. It's odd, really. I'm never particularly good at sleeping, but now I simply cannot sleep before seven or eight in the morning, and then only until the Brazilian woman at the halfway house next door yells or cheers at the...
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Love, and I mean real love, not the trite and glittering pap that most of us spend so much time convincing ourselves of, comes in waves, like wind thrown through trees, down, into a valley, or armies moving on a town.

There is, first, the crush, with its unbelievable buoyancy and weight, the teetering uncertainty. A crush is like a game in an imaginary fort:...
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I went to work today after skipping since Monday. I just couldn't be bothered. I mean, why? It's $6 an hour. I told my boss today, in the five minuets I was there, that my mother had been in a car crash and had broken her legs. He knew my phone had been cut off since last weekend, which, unlike everything else, isn't a lie....
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"We could start getting up early, you know like old couples, and have tea and toast, the occasional guilt-filled cup of milky coffee. We could watch the afterbirth of sunrise together."

Echo helped Zeus in a sexual conquest. Zeus' wife Hera found out and was, reasonably, angry with both Zeus and Echo. Hera cursed Echo to speak only the words she heard - constantly parroting...
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iggy:
I love you. kiss