the loud man behind me in the restaurant tonight said only one interesting thing.
'i have these dreams where i'm stuck in an impossible place (like the side of a skyscraper) and i'm just doing everything i can to hold on.
i'm so terrified to fall.'
what if you can fly in your dreams?
what if the dream-you isn't a little chicken shit?
do you live your whole life afraid to let go?
what a waste, man.
what a waste.
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- STACEY MCCOOL
- i'll make you dinner and then party till i puke. it happens when a grrl gets old.
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