But at the same time it is welcoming and soothing. You will not be judged. The reason one eye is closed is that a strand of hair, not just an eyelash, had wrapped itself around my eye. Not like, a little bit around, but all the way around my eyeball to where it vanished into the recesses of my skull on both the top and the bottom of the eye. removing that while vomiting and shitting into a togo container and spitting into a cup and sweating in the 110 degree heat was my final passage out of the womb. What happens after this is all my fault. No one else is to blame.
Friday, August 21, 2009
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Did you do it? Will you be at LAX?
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