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That's just the thing: we will never tell you we love you. In fact, we're here only to hold hands across state lines and yell at the world. We're here to try to touch you across this chasm of flown things. Not even that. At most, I will teach you how to make a gin smoothie when there's nothing left in the house. Hannah can teach you several languages and what to do when your car breaks up with you. Thanks for coming out.
The Battlefield Where the Girls Say I Love You
That's just the thing: we will never tell you we love you. In fact, we're here only to hold hands across state lines and yell at the world. We're here to try to touch you across this chasm of flown things. Not even that. At most, I will teach you how to make a gin smoothie when there's nothing left in the house. Hannah can teach you several languages and what to do when your car breaks up with you. Thanks for coming out.
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5 comments:
wait. you'll take down a POEM but you leave up this HORRIFYING TERRIFYING EVIL STORY???
tortures, indeed...
god, the poem was lovely wasn't it? it makes me sob. also, the one by her called 'a note'--do you know this?
sally bug, could it be? so soon!!
next weeeeeeeek!
as if you've called into being, there's a giant spider making a web outside my front door, from the tiny overhang to the pansies and back again...
i am armed with two shoes and a lighter and off i go to swat and cringe and swat and cringe...
you wouldn't even believe the network of webbing that's happening outside our house. it's like a city. we only go out back in tandem these days. get thee here, fall.
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