Red Rot

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east side story (a ballet)

i always tell the same lies, sweet and seductive, pausing at the right parts and blushing at the right parts, with a twinkle in my eye, and i would die before the truth came out. i think we feed off of these secrets, the self-individuation we made up when we didn't know where else to go

2:03 a.m. - 2006-12-07

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