i_just_want_to_scream_hello this should be rillian in your theo glasses and brown leaf-raking coat, you walk down murray ave. in squirrel hill. you wear doc martens like me and once my hair was as long as yours. our eyes meet for a moment of brief recognition, yet there are no signs of acknowledgement, as if my earth is a moon to yours, hidden by clouds. 031118 ... silentbob my god its been so long never dreamed you'd return 031118 ... mon but this is a dream can you hear me when i can't speak you aren't listening you've forgetten our language 031118 ... nom forgotten 031118 ... no reason but now here you are and here i am 031118 ... lotuseater "he thought of ravishing her and slitting her throat at the point of climax......" 031118 ... x this line made me cry a few times 031120 what's it to you? who go blather from