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2001-11-14 || 12:48 a.m. || but you're not the adventurous type. and you didn't even feel the need to run far away. || searching your mouth for something to take home with me, i want to swallow your teeth to keep safe in the rusty metal box in my ribcage. i am driving away doubly fast from your house and all the open parking spots and i wish you were a bit more of the adventurous type, you in my rear view mirror running to your car without a coat on to race me on the freeway to my street, arriving just in time to hear the click of my key in the lobby door. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |