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Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Chalk Outtake
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Imitosis Jasper drug me clear across the meadow to the Passion Pit, but I just didn’t have the head for it, bricked out on a new ...
Mind The Gap / 14
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The first snow of the year came far sooner than I expected. That was a good day. I woke up in Bella’s bed to dreams of her smell lodge...
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Mind The Gap / 13
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I got into bed and didn’t get out for almost two days. My hip ached something awful and I just kept reliving that horrid split-second, ...
Mind The Gap / 12
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I woke up in her bed. White sheets printed with tiny purple flowers and blinding sunlight pouring in through the window. It took me a m...
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