snippets of a random conversation take 9
(on the way to the airport)
sum: am i an arrival or departure? i always get confused.
saf: departure, nigga.
sum: but i'm arriving at the airport.
saf: did your black ass get off a plane, muthafucka?
(this is a perfect example of why i'll miss saf when she returns to the mistake on the lake.)
i'll reveal my beloved soon. cross my heart.
posted by summer of sam @ 13:41
language alone protects us from the scariness of things with no names. language alone is meditation. ~toni morrison
4 Comments:
My head is going to explode. Tell us about your luvah!
next week...i promise.
why i am itching to know :?
i am so damn nosy...
be back next week
it just ain't right. messin' with folks' heads and stuff.
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