Thursday, September 13, 2007


i want there to be a party this weekend. and i'd like to buy or find or make the perfect shirt or skirt or dress and take the time to get gussied up and walk in to a warm welcoming and hear music from middle school on the stereo and dance with friends and sing into each others' faces and step back for just a second to see how happy everyone is even though none of us can feel that way on our own. and then i'll jump back in and we'll make up dances and stay up late and eat hot food in the early morning hours and go to bed, exhausted, smiling and smelling like smoke.


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