She came from the south. He came from the sticks. Somehow, they made all this from pixels and love.
Friday, May 01, 2009
I woke up and someone was lying in my bed. I thought it was me, but then I realized that I had not fallen asleep as much as I'd woken up stuck between the many realities that I have to keep track of. Fuck. I hate when this happens.
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