2002-05-01 || 4:36 p.m.

|| it's my sissy! ||

i want to make a movie about you, my sweet. i want to shoot lengths and lengths of film of you, all striped shirts and elbows, all bare ankles and hairy legs. you can sit on the stairs outside your apartment and you can stand knee deep in ocean and you can do your awful cartwheels and drool with wild abandon. we will play led zeppelin and jethro tull, queen and lionel. there will be a fantastic shot of me cutting your hair in the backyard and daddums will hover in the background just briefly, like a ghost, rolling eyes at the ready, because he knows like you know like i know that i am going to kiss you emphatically on camera and you are going to wipe at your cheek and the light will glint off the scissors and we will laugh and laugh.

i am very sad you are going away, even if you're always away anyway.

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