mmm..finally, a drop of peace and sweetness…the last two days have been lovely and lazy- sleeping in late til the sun is nearly gone..mariage freres eros tea from gay paris and stroopwaffels from amsterdam..dearest of friends curled up all cozy (…)

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last night brought feverful dreams in technicolour newsflashes: a middle eastern city in ruins, tattered and crumbled filled with freezing refugees scattering like ants in a smashed citadel mound a harsh winter is closing in on the desert though the (…)

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tonight i feel like a jumpy nervous child on xmas eve, something’s buzzing in my ear but i can’t guess what..tomorrow is the last ever cabaret revoltaire and i feel plenty of excitement, mirth and glee- and a strange mixture (…)

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last night my dreams were filled with wide-eyed boys, wise strangers, brilliant murderers.. a sterile doctor’s office: experiments in sound- everything is blinding white.. my brother is the doctor -my lost twin, where is he now? (reason enough to be (…)

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my beloved sisterling is here at last, at last..and all is well.. all is well, at least, outside of my body..the inner workings, however, seem to be all mucked up and out of sorts. damn, damn this plague, this sickness (…)

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lucky lucy liver lily sometimes scary, sometimes silly lazy lucy lily liver had a smile to make you shiver.. listless limericks for a lacklustre languishing lingering lady.. la la la, tra la la. something’s seized up tight in my heart (…)

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meow meow meow a lovely anniversary was spent yestereve in celebration of three years in one another’s company (a record breaking event for us both..) what did we do? thrift shopping- no great treasures there, only some servicable winter things (…)

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Which MEAT CAKE character are you? brought to you by Quizilla

i rise from dreams of.. telling secrets in the swimming pool with violet and everybody else’s mother i can pick her up and swing her around in the water the walls of the pool are encrusted in human jawbones it’s (…)

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an open letter to the pesky, pusillanimous peon who insists on posting their perversely insipid inanities on my journal.. cease and desist, cowardly cur, or you shall be dealt with accordingly.. do you have something to say to me? then (…)

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