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self
2004-09-27 1:44 am

Late night. Foggy but fun. Work is hilarious, inspiring, exhausting, affirming, and fulfilling. My feet hurt but my lungs are free.

I love Dior Homme.

I've got a photo shoot with a pro fashion photographer lined up. I hope I don't wimp out. I need to give my body some love.

Pleasantly tired. Why am I so happy? Unsure but letting it tingle. I have no lofty goals. I want to write, work, drink, dream, model, lounge, and love. I want a weiner dog and the beauty of men. I want nights on Sunset and days at the beach.

I really want him, but I think it's healthy to have something so far away, to keep me moving. Always one step from satisfaction. One more thing to do before I die.

.backwards.forwards.