2006-10-28 || 9:49 p.m.

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and when we were shuttled across the city in pursuit of Never Letting the Night End -- i wanted to tell you that was my favorite part. four to the backseat and i had to duck down to not garner attention from the police; i was drunk enough to feel no apprehension lying across laps in an unladylike manner. i rested my head on your knee and held onto your leg with both hands even though i didn't need to. i squeezed it like you would in a secret handshake, and when you rested your chin on my side, i wished coats were gone and believed kissing without touching to be possible and prayed the car wouldn't stop driving to the night's end.

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