September 17, 2005
Rachael is a paradox. She is like a two edged sword thats both sharp and stainless, gold yet strong. She is like a boxer, no light weight yet nimble and precise. She is like a child, fresh and curious. She is like an ancient sage, wise and shrewd. I am favored to be her friend.
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It was january, or febuary. One of those months where there is snow on the mountain and everyone is pasty pale. Spencer says I shouldnt come over.
Fri, December 30, 2005 - 3:36 AM
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I do. I always went. I would follow him around like a sad puppy. Losing myself in chemicals and convincing my brain that the inebration was seratonin. I walked into his apartment, pot smoking devices still fogged with his daily rituals. He hands me a tall boy and hides his face. His eye lashes are gone, his hair charred. "what the fuck h... read more
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