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Wednesday, November 25, 2009
toil and trubble
drinking airborne is a lot like being a witch and drinking out of your cauldron. my cup of airborne is sizzling next to me and the foamy bubbles sit on the surface, fat, unperturbed, yellow. i hope i am transfigured.
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