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Angelica is a Jinx
23 September 2010
Sweaty
Days like this, I want to take off my skin and leave it piled on the closet floor for the cats to nap on. I want to peel off my muscles and shake out my organs, then run -- all bones-- lightly through the streets.
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jessicarose
September 24, 2010 at 12:19 PM
It was that kind of day that drove me to cut all my hair off back in DC.
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It was that kind of day that drove me to cut all my hair off back in DC.
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