Caesuran

Only 36 hours left in this morass. I'm stretching at the seams, wandering in little circles, forgetting things left and right. incapable of deciding when and where to do laundry.

My friend George had a friend come in, and, after a few idulgences, ran from the coffeeshop we were hanging in.

Last night, my friend, R-, had a similar experience. I've lasted this long, gotta keep going.

NO TIME FOR THAT, JAW SET, FEET FIXED, O, DEATH!

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2002-07-07 3:21 PM Keeping my shit together, barely Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: A little less conversation Share on Facebook	Only 36 hours left in this morass. I'm stretching at the seams, wandering in little circles, forgetting things left and right. incapable of deciding when and where to do laundry. My friend George had a friend come in, and, after a few idulgences, ran from the coffeeshop we were hanging in. Last night, my friend, R-, had a similar experience. I've lasted this long, gotta keep going. NO TIME FOR THAT, JAW SET, FEET FIXED, O, DEATH! Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top
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