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selkie at 03:56am on 21/11/2004
selkie at 03:56am on 21/11/2004Why am I awake?
I think I need to go and swim.
This house is full of ghosts tonight. Or this morning. It's this morning. I don't know. Anything's better than staring into the dark here, apologising to strangers I've outlived. And not strangers, some of them.
God I want my girlfriend.
Oh, why am I awake?
Notebooked some dialogue, at least. Add 'productive' to 'hungry', 'thirsty', 'terrified'.
I think I need to go and swim.
This house is full of ghosts tonight. Or this morning. It's this morning. I don't know. Anything's better than staring into the dark here, apologising to strangers I've outlived. And not strangers, some of them.
God I want my girlfriend.
Oh, why am I awake?
Notebooked some dialogue, at least. Add 'productive' to 'hungry', 'thirsty', 'terrified'.
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And where and why, I have forgotten
And what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply...
Edna St. Vincent Millay has a creepy poem for every occasion :D