oct. 25:
we were cavemen at the creation of fire and this was fucking ecstasy.
oct. 26:
i'm so in love.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
for all the days i can remember:
oct. 6:
apparently, robots think i'm spam; somehow, i don't feel surprised, just unoriginal.
oct. 7:
sometimes, i cannot open my mouth to speak, even when i want to.
oct. 8:
the salt dragged the pepper behind it, the two of them tied together by something neither of them could bear.
oct. 9:
cuddlepuddling, she said, "i feel infinite," and we were.
oct. 10:
i thought i'd never see you smile like that again, and then it was in the pictures.
oct. 6:
apparently, robots think i'm spam; somehow, i don't feel surprised, just unoriginal.
oct. 7:
sometimes, i cannot open my mouth to speak, even when i want to.
oct. 8:
the salt dragged the pepper behind it, the two of them tied together by something neither of them could bear.
oct. 9:
cuddlepuddling, she said, "i feel infinite," and we were.
oct. 10:
i thought i'd never see you smile like that again, and then it was in the pictures.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
sentences for previous days:
oct. 3:
i pretended like i heard everything he said; i just nodded and stared past him while the universe tried to fold in on itself.
oct. 4:
we ran across bloor without a care for the cars coming our way - all hundreds of us.
oct 5:
sketching, i stumbled home the morning after, when the world was a brighter blue and bathed in yellow.
oct. 3:
i pretended like i heard everything he said; i just nodded and stared past him while the universe tried to fold in on itself.
oct. 4:
we ran across bloor without a care for the cars coming our way - all hundreds of us.
oct 5:
sketching, i stumbled home the morning after, when the world was a brighter blue and bathed in yellow.
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