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Deadsy - [Winners]--- Down by the MARTA station, there are three cop cars, two fire trucks, and an ambulance (I think, on the ambulance. Haven't heard it or seen it, but lights.). So, i thought maybe someone had taken the Last train out of this burg, as it were. And then Rob got back to the gatehouse, and asked me to smell, outside, cause i had a better sense of smell than he. No wonder, with the fact that he'd been riding in the car with QuickTrip hotdogs... (Deadsy - [Brand New Love]). So i sniff the air, and get nothing, at first, but exhaust. Then i clear my nose, and try again. Fire. Burning Things. Feels like violent death, around here, so i have to wonder...

Anyway, feeling crappy, and my head feels weird. Miss some people, wondering how everyone is, and so on... Feh. So tired. So emotionally open/vacant, recently... Spending tokens of certain types of emotions on specific people... thats really kind of fucked up, you know? Disappointment and spite, and all kinds of love, being spread to the four damn winds... Blargh...

I'm out, again.

Date: 2003-02-21 02:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jinxvamp.livejournal.com
i am scrambling eggs and enjoying being alone.

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Date: 2003-02-21 02:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wolven.livejournal.com
Food.... So Tired. Enjoy your eggs, and your silitude, for as long as they last.

Date: 2003-02-21 02:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jinxvamp.livejournal.com
i spilt them, uncooked, down my combats :/

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