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02 May 2009 @ 06:36 pm
ala Jack Kerouac  
Or in the words of Conor Oberst, there's nothing the road cannot heal. Off for a while with vintage Oliver Sacks, clothes straight out of the drier, and a pack of antihistamine.

Must find some place to land this anger, some place for takeoff.

And leaving you a remnant of Salvatore Quasimodo in the meantime: Everyone stands alone at the heart of the earth / Pierced by a ray of sunlight / And suddenly it is evening.
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annaniannani on May 11th, 2009 04:19 am (UTC)
like a nun's hair? I did. trying to find some use for it.
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annaniannani on May 11th, 2009 05:44 am (UTC)
who would stalk a nun?
gattara: alwaysgattara on May 2nd, 2009 06:39 pm (UTC)
you just mentioned conor, i think i can die now.

- fangirl of joy and conor
annaniannani on May 11th, 2009 04:18 am (UTC)
haha thanks! but i'm not as cool as conor.