August 2004
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Last night I lost my head in sparkles and shooting stars across the morning summer sky. I crawled past the sea with weary feet that barely brought me back to my home. I crushed stones beneath me with my shoes, listening to the endless crashing of nature’s waves with no one but myself to share this with. Every day has become a blurry myriad of inexplicable thoughts and dreams, harpoons of...
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Friends! Cross dressing! Drink! Hot hot hot hot men! So much dancing! Oh a weekend of fabulosity, baby! Photos to come…
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