Sunday, March 05, 2006

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I love needles. That moment when the blood flowers, and the vein is mine. Connection. I'm real. As I push down, all my debts and worries turn to golden warmth, the tightest hug. Safe again.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Yoshi said...

That is the perfect description! Especially about the worries and debt, oh my! How I relate so much.

xxx
Yoshi!

4:49 PM  

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