?¥?3?head> we slow down

2003-01-07
10:32 a.m.

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Oh, somebody come pack for me? I don't want this to end. This house is so safe and warm, and I'm going so so so far away again.

As soon as I'm back - or a few days after - Ontario and this suburban bliss will fizzle and fade. I might even forget the feeling of looking out the kitchen window and hoping against hope, but I think that'll take longer to leave me. I don't keep smiling fucking sweetly faced with this kind of cruelty, so there.

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Okay, packing. pack pack pack. ehhhhh.

there you go my friends - 2003-04-20
huh. - 2003-04-14
the way - 2003-04-13
i am watching you - 2003-04-11
you walked away from us - 2003-04-11

sixty to zero

look at that day / dropping away / hear the traffic