| today is... |
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| today is velvet draperies and candles, patchouli incense and blood red wine. |
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| today is Nina Simone singing "ne me quite pas... ne me quite pas..." and the sound of raindrops on the doorstep. |
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| today is a pack of Dunhills and a silver Zippo. |
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| today is remembering the days when you were never without a friend. |
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| today is sex that hurts so, so good. |
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| today is heavy-lidded and slow of limb. |
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| today is fricot poulet in your grandmother's kitchen. |
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| today is never being drunk enough, never stoned enough to lose yourself completely. |
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| today is getting away with hurting yourself just a little. |
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| today is the way your heart swells when you look in the eyes of your child. |
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| today is eating the cookie, so you can feel right as rain. |
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| today is longing for the next distraction. |
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| today is being aware of your own subculture, and how you got there. |
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| today is changing your opinion about just one person. |
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| today is a paragraph of Aldous Huxley and a page of Anais Nin. |
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| - nikki |
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| Quote of the day: |
| "'They will give you all the blood that you can take,'he said behind me. 'Place yourself in their hands.'" - The Vampire Lestat,, Anne Rice |
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