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tilt
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light, on my forehead, dripping down my face, sweet and sexy, like god cumming hotly over my head. hahahahah.
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050204
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tilt
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that was unneccessary. i apologise. it started well, but I just couldn't stop myself. ah well.
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050204
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i've been on the unnecessarily early rising schedule for over a week now. 'tween 2 and 5 am. some mornings have been dull and dreary. fog creeping up over the morning dew. others have been madly windy, and i sit and listen to the whole house howl and shake. another day the sky suddenly burst in silent storm as i sat in contemplation beneath the skylights. but yesterday, though, the sun rose as in a perfect early summer morning. warm and clear and red. and that surprised me, and made me grin.
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050204
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past
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cold days, cold rain. after the winter my moods are still entwined with the clouds--especially after the emotional highs of the past few weeks, now seemingly leveling slightly below where they were. at least as the rains fall, the awakened earth rises up to great them, and the world smells of new.
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090601
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past
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it's like a tease. spitting on us, dark like the heavens are waiting to descend.
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090601
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past
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at least, i think, playing soccer in this rain will either bring me down with a summer cold or get rid of much of this antsiness i'm feeling is being channeled through me.
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090601
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unhinged
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i guess it is still technically spring isn't it? where i grew up it felt like summer by now. i'm tired of layers and covering my toes. for the second day in a row, i refused to acknowledge the weather and ended up freezing my ass off at the busstop.
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090601
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past
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i ran off the mope, read til i couldn't stay up anymore, and woke up before my alarm to a poorly worded cancellation, and now its gloomy again. sunshine? warmth? maybe?
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090602
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here's the sun, here's the warmth, here's the brief funk breaking itself on itself. funny how someone else's bad day, even in the midst of a good few hours, can have a dragging affect on a guy.
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090602
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
from
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