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there was no perfect path. you did not get punished. your life did not unravel when you made a left turn. the memory will always be there. you can visit whenever you want. there is no alternate timeline where you made a better choice and got a happier ending. you were a little girl chasing the ice cream truck, playing hopscotch, swinging and aiming for the never ending blue. yes, the grief was waiting up ahead. but so was the miracle of saturdays in a car headed wherever you wanted to go. enough sky to wrap around every wound. friends who, despite your perennial bouts of silence, kept an ear close at all times.

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from a nyc bar card, february 1985

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genuinely i think it's like this. or well i guess i hope it is

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Last words

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it's so cute how knowing someone can change your whole perspective on the world and make you see them in little things that used to be so mundane before

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marlena by julie buntin

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bitches hate me because of my.... bad personality.... paranoid nature... addictive tendencies......the torture basement.

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art parallels jeremy lipking, federico zandomeneghi, serge marshennikov, allan douglas davidson, svetlana tartakovska

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