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2001-08-09 || 11:23 a.m. || 8:00 wednesday || it's written all over my face. in the peeling skin and red marks. the slickness of my eyes. the sudden need to cut my hair, in between dinner and straightening up the apartment and getting ready to go out. there was red hair in the sink and on the tile floor, caught in meow meow's whiskers when she sat on the edge of the tub, watching. i collected all the pieces with my fingers, looked at it under the light, considered changing the color to match the new color blooming inside. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |