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You threw yourself away with safety pins and tarpaper to find the odour of sanctity. Instead you found shoes made of old tires and a girl that just made you happy and then miserable again. As the song goes: “You get addicted to a certain kind of sadness.”
3 responses
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Pamela Haberman gave props (5 Mar 2012):
Tricia, your work is one of the highlights of JPG for me.
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MaYa Sinji Jung 정신지 gave props (19 Apr 2012):
So beautiful...
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MaYa Sinji Jung 정신지 said (19 Apr 2012):
And love your writing, always... So true..
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