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nausea
04/02/2004 10:32 p.m.

is waves and sloshing seepage.

and this is a void. and the void is boring. ever feel that you exist in a void? sometimes it's terrifying; others, merely boring. the latter comes when someone can come into the void after you. merely boring, just now. i'd like to go lay down. i have to write a play.


I am currently Detached
I am listening to smile time cafe, a mix courtesy of my beloved roommate

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