From the monthly archives:

August 2004

Lillies

2004/08/31

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2004 08 31 Lillies

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Carnival

2004/08/30 · 1 comment

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2004 08 30 01 Carnival

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Eat me

2004/08/28 · 1 comment

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2004 08 28 Eat me

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Breathing

2004/08/27 · 1 comment

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2004 08 27a Breathing

. . . but when it is you – oh you – I have melted into your kisses, your slender hips. We have snaked ourselves in utopia’s breath, the raw splendor of each other’s vapidity. We are a mixture of fragrances that intermingle, swirling in ecstacy as we condense with the scent of each other’s skin. I could overdose on the sense of your soft touch, its wet tounge that slithers over my nipples, hands smoothing themselves along and down my inner thighs. This feeling, a flux of flutters that curl and throb in my solar plexus. A whirlwind cocooned and yet bursting with sweet effervescence. . .

2004 08 27b Breathing

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2004 08 15s Development

Last night I lost my head in sparkles and shooting stars across the morning summer sky. I crawled past the sea with weary feet that barely brought me back to my home. I crushed stones beneath me with my shoes, listening to the endless crashing of nature’s waves with no one but myself to share this with. Every day has become a blurry myriad of inexplicable thoughts and dreams, harpoons of electroshock lovelessness. I have been drunk far too much in an attempt to escape what my mind and heart cradle. On Friday I realised how much I must loathe myself. In one year I have unintentionally developed an eating disorder (I am not even managing to eat one meal a day sometimes), and an alcohol problem.

Saturday – Drunk.
Sunday – Drunk.
Monday – Drunk.
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday – Overdose.
Thursday night – Drunk.
Friday – Drunk.
Saturday – Drunk.

Congratulations!

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Popstarz

2004/08/14 · 2 comments

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Friday the 13th turned out to be a good one. Miss Prim made a special appearance and A & I hopped a bus to London to escape from this incestuous little world of homos.

2004 08 13 Popstarz 2004 08 13b Popstarz
2004 08 13c Popstarz 2004 08 13d Popstarz
2004 08 13e Popstarz
2004 08 13f Popstarz

Phrase of the evening: “Hello. I’m bored. Can I blow you?”

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2004 08 10 Names, self
2004 08 10b Names, self

(We all do what we can
So we can do just one more thing
We can all be free
Maybe not in words
Maybe not with a look
But with your mind)

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