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PJ Harvey - My Beautiful Leah |
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more delicious words I found today--
i am imagining yr soft breast, yr barren thighs, the heart between yr hips...
how could i not love a woman? how could i not love you?
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I guess it's the day before New Year's eve today. Julie asked me if I had any plans, and I blanked. I had no idea that was tomorrow. I can't even keep track of days anymore it seems, kinda scary. But no, I don't have plans. I'll either sleep through it like I did with xmas, or drink the wine that's in the kitchen and write more shitty poetry like I did last year.
The skin on my fingertips & thumbs that got burned off when I was unloading dishes daily at tim horton's has finally grown back. Almost. There are a couple tiny flaps of skin that just don't wanna heal over completely, and underneath is a darker shade of pink that kinda hurts. I can't stop chewing on my thumbs. For almost a month now I've had no fingerprints. I was enjoying being the unidentifiable woman.
I talked to my dad the other night, who said he wishes I would come back to Thunder Bay and live there again. I've thought about it a lot. I do love the place we lived, out in the middle of nowhere on the lake. I did love the quiet, and the time I got to spend alone. But at the same time, so very far away from town. I dont know what to do.
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