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.profile. .diaryland. .song. .story. .things. .records. .rings. .site. an altercation that always mirrors itself 2004-08-18 1:53 am Open City is the best magazine ever. I barely believe in it. Every time I think they've outdone themselves, the next issue is like a lightning shaft from my own brain. This month it's purple with silver and shine, a midnight disco. I can't wait to read it. I feel really weird right now. I was sick all night after sleeping too much, and now my brain is slowing down. Or it's emptying of everything constructive. I'm almost depressed, except that life is good. I'm almost sweating, but I'm exhausted. Not sure what's wrong. Hope it's temporary. I'm attempting to write a letter to Yoshiki for a chick's fanbook project. The further I go, the more I get lost. What the fuck am I supposed to say? 'Hi, you're my reason for living.' 'I love you more than anything I can imagine.' 'My writing wouldn't exist without you.' 'Want to go out for coffee sometime?' I'll keep trying. I suppose if I can write a letter to Chris, I can write one to Yoshiki. I'm thinking outside of myself. I need to get drunk.
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