the edge of the jumping off place, revisited.
09.13.05 - 1:07 p.m. Oh, I know what it is. I'm holding my breath everywhere. I feel like I'm holding in my bloody breath. Against... well, things. Precipice things. Of course. How obnoxious. Merry September, isn't it?
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