spinning a soft shoulder
11.29.04back&
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i was writing this about reading words and memories and living. it feels so familiar, like it would belong inside this box;we write and we listen to music and we dance to remember and we dance to forget and we write and we remember and we listen and we live. we live in music and magic and the tiny shining moments inbetween.
it reminds me of reading everyone here at diaryland and listening to ani difranco and being in love. breaking the arrow, and breaking ourselves open. ♥
ps- three years ago today, i quoted on the road, and it is so, so true. the only ones for me are the mad ones... so let's explode like stars. :)
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