Tuesday, September 8, 2009. I am stealing from the dead. I refuse to be held responsible for anything more permanent than a plane ticket or a passport or a boyfriend. Too cheap to buy my own furniture, too scared of permanence to invest in ownership or newness. I feel comfortable to simply slide somewhere into the middle of a story already started by someone else. Where will my dust go? My country does not know my scents. I swing like a jungle person from the vines of human connection.

Donc Homophobes et rageux DEHORS.

Food, world issues, and random rants. On Where have I been, again. On Where have I been, again. Good, food, soup, Asian, romaine. 1ORS curls unleashed curling define crème- for right out of the shower on wash-n-go day.

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