DEAF + DUMB + DONE
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twenty-six april
twelve : oh-nine p.m.
things are fine. maybe even good. i just haven't had anything to say.
and i need to keep reminding myself that, just because he's tall skinny pale confident laughing looking at us from across the room, doesn't mean anything will happen.
music : television; piebald (in my head)
literature : nothing
fixation : pasta