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writings about
walking around
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the prom
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and
moving forward
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i find it very comforting that this site still exists. / tha... 10/09/11

it's hard to say, like plucking strands of hair one by one. ... 10/11/06

he said i could stay with him, but that his bedroom was free... 06/05/04

nobody understands: i like monogamy, as long as it's tempora... 01/22/02

she tied inspiration to a string, like pennies with holes cu... 12/11/01

if i don't block things out, / if i don't lie, / if i don't pr... 10/08/01

He glanced my way and grinned. / I smirked back and mumbled, ... 03/31/01

I've been trying, for years, to find my first memory. / it ap... 03/11/01