Index - Profile - Archives - Notes - DiaryLand - Random ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 123 I think about asking you to run away with me, but you would want to go to the snow and I have that here. . . . I want eucalyptus smell, and chowder on the warf, and Ocean Beach. I want to pass out cigarettes on Haight, and spend the right amount of time at Amoeba, and the right amount of time at Roma. I want the store fronts at Union Square drunk and walking. I want the Silver Guy to scare you. I want the Firehouse through new eyes, and cool as fuck John�s laugh. I want the red headed guy to ask me for my number instead of just telling me he�d miss my laugh. I want the sexual tension created by proximity and smell. I want the 2 seconds before your lips touch mine stretched into infinity plus one. I want to ask you how to spell something. . . . Road, river and rail 10:37 a.m. - 2002-12-05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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