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I have a strange feeling that I was born with two hearts. I fall in love with people who don't exist. I've trashed a hotel suite. I dream too much. I want to write a book, but I can't seem to write anything longer than five pages. I've been punched in the face. I've lost everything I've ever loved, at one time or another. I have a desperate fear that there is no one out there. My name is Rachel, and if I was Little Red Riding Hood, I would fall in love with the wolf.
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I am seven thousand three hundred and eighty nine sunrises, drunk on stardust, hallucinations swimming in the tow of tidal pools, blood moon, sanguine. We lunch on sunlight, misty daybreaks blue. Bushes gossip softly in a gust of wind, as we trudge up Hickory Avenue, where we orient ourselves by the salmon colored house, abandoned and stuffed with disembodied and lost dreams.
-Girl Meets NYC
(Source: girlmeetsnyc.blogspot.com)
2012.01.08 9:47pm ∞
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