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Friday, December 04, 2009

There's a part in the movie
where you can see right through the acting,
where you can tell that i'm about to burst into tears,
right before i burst into tears and flee to the slimy moonlit riverbed canopied with devastated clouds.
We're shooting the scene where i swallow your heart and you make me
spit it up again. i swallow your heart and it crawls
......................................................................right out of my mouth.

she's not here @

11:11 AM