March 23, 2006

• it’s DP’s bday. he’s fat and lonely, tell him he’s skinny and wanted by women.
  so basically… lie

  
  

  
  

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  sometimes when i’m walking down a hall way (of course with the Renegades of Funk song playing in my head)
  everything around me fades off to the next scene and time slows down for me.
  it doesn’t slow down for me but it slows down FOR me almost like if it wanted it for me
  and all i can think about is how many steps i can take before i explode back to the scene before where i changed out of my bloody shirt
  every stride, every beat, every bounce that my hair touches the middle of my forehead
  that placid smile, that blink of the eye where it takes a little more than an eternity to open again
  and that feeling where all you can hope for is for you to fade away into something comfortable
  fade away into something familiar, something warm, something like the red off of a lipstick
  something forever… i wanna fade into you
  
  

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