Little Green Faeries

Like someone pissing in your stream of consciousness

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

So I met a stranger on the train last night...and for the first time, in a long time, I was honest. Really honest. We talked about our lives, our reservations about the relationships we were in and the pathes that we were on. I liked him. It seems that whenever I resign to complacency I meet someone who shakes me to the core and then rattles my bones. How do you say bones in Poruguese?Maybe it was the tequila, tequila is always a suspect in my book, but I would be said if we weren't on the same train again. Maybe I need to sprain my ankle and go to Long Island Jewish Hospital.

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