Red Rot

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remember that evening in the living room? and chaunte and georgianna were dancing like monkeys to christmas music? beautifully like ballerinas and swing kids and slam dancers and porn stars? and i wanted to dance, but it was a bad night for

quinn bought a truck and i told him not to do any pre-marital intitiation, whatever wild goings-on that might entail. and i feel depressed about christmas and 4-day late school work. and weddings. and richmond, my fragmented shell of a once-life. and im too much of a homebody to care. if you remember me, i remember you. all wild swirling thoughts and claustrophobia. and i miss kahea. i never really said goodbye. and i dont feel like dancing.

1:40 a.m. - 2006-12-23

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