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[twoofspades2]

falling out of bed...what the fuck, this bed is a full two milk crates high unlike my one milk crate high bed in the woods, got to remember that my ass hurts
ok, as humid as it got in mich, it aint got nothing on the wet fucking air here, and no you do not get used to it. I will not leave the air conditioning until october
talk about jumping right in, my girl wanted to go swimming so we go to the country club where we are the only naked dykes surrounded by naked queens who seem to think we are the cutest things at least that is what i will believe they were thinking
oak lined pot hole filled streets, not trails thru the woods filled with roots coming up from the earth
no exit 11
cats that are more interested in the smells of my bags than me
lots of dirty clothes that smell like michigan, i don't want to wash the smell away yet
i have to think about what i am gonna eat, then actually gather and make it or pay someone else to do so, i hate that
the phone ringing, how strange is that?
tears
can't we all just meet again in the belly bowl?
back at the home away from home

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[notyourmama2.livejournal.com]

Kisses for your ass, sugar.