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The Joys Of Sleep, The Agony of Depression


Then bed and again the luxury of dark. Still the blood and flesh of me were electric and singing quietly. But it ebbed and ebbed and dark and sleep and oblivion came and came, surging, surging, surging, surging inward, lapping … Continue reading

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[babydoll] calls me mama


I can feel myself feeling… [stupid things again] these old things but I won’t. You say sometimes but you didn’t mean sometimes. You meant never. You say say say say But I meant I do. And I do and I … Continue reading

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I am not even writing to you anymore…


Got hooked on a new one and kind of wish the old one would come back just so I’d remind my fickle heart how fickle it is. I promise when I see you I will not drop everything and scream … Continue reading

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I was a big ole bear once


And I love you more today than I did the first time you left. Goddammit. So I’ll be alright and we’ll be alright and no one needs to hear about it.

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A theory, after a tower of Lone Star


Hey, gimme a break. Cohen got the tower of song. Something has been happening over and over and over again and it will keep cycling if I don’t look at it. So let’s do that. Yesterday afternoon I was foolish … Continue reading

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For a good time call Ben.


(Bob Dylan) – 04 – Idiot Wind Idiot Wind Someone’s got it in for me, they’re planting stories in the press Whoever it is I wish they’d cut it out but when they will I can only guess. They say … Continue reading

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