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Thứ Bảy, 13 tháng 11, 2010

on the meaning of the word "home"

rebecca cohen edouard plongeonrebecca cohen edouard plongeonrebecca cohen edouard plongeonrebecca cohen edouard plongeon

photos of louise by edouard plongeon

speckles on the physical barrier between myself and the world, reflecting the blue flashes repeatedly until their urgency is irrelevant
thigh highs and low rise
stagger out of sync
running in front of buses, through pollution and into brief euphoria

i've just made myself a cup of tea in the starbucks mug i liberated and i'm going to watch wednesday's gossip girl and i'm going to ignore the weird amount of texts i'm receiving for 1:14 in the morning.


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