what it's like this spring.
Without using the word sky,I'm at a loss.
I can't even attempt to obey the sharp orders
from what I wanted all along anymore. Did I want it because, only
because it's not what my parents did, and I just don't want to end up like them?
I feel like I'm standing, with my friends alone- looking up at an eclipse, the most spectacular eclipse
we'll ever see on this political continent. The eclipse has a black face of flesh instead of a white mask and I feel what I always wanted to feel- connected with the cycles of space, and time. Connected with my cat, the earth, my parents and theirs.
That maybe when the eclipse meets it's climax, the country and I will meet up with a new era. Maybe political change will be hazel-change too. Good gracious, I need something new. Eight years with Bush, some of the worst years in my personal life too, good gracious, we all need some spare change.
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I love the tender icon. I feel this way alot around my friends, but no one at umf seems to like hugs as much as we did at putney.










<3's galore!
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~gdy ja mam problem to nie ja nie płaczę
bo ja to widzę zupełnie inaczej
a ciebie gniotą cholerne sprawy
człowieku olej to zacznij się bawić!~ COMA
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<3
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