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wait for me -

DOES he make me happy...

does HE make me happy...

does he make me HAPPY...

hm. it's more like this. i am in some kind of cosmic armchair and i am laughing, hysterically, tears dripping down my face, that kind of jubilant deeply sad laugh about - the way it is.

the way this breathing in and out is.

and i look over, and i see he is holding my hand and i see he is laughing too. and i get quiet and i cock my head at him, and i smile.

it's the best damn love story i've ever had.

and it comes from a few years in the corner with scissors cutting ophelia into paper confetti and burning her for incense -

because in this place, i make me happy.

and i get to be so glad, that sometimes he sees me laughing like this.

3:35 p.m. - 2007-09-13
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