the blankness of this clean slate is intimidating.
all i can think about is the bags upon bags of bright tissue paper confetti, trampled by heels, mixed with spilled champagne staining white tile. new years is so strange. for some reason, we all find it satasfying to wake up to a new year of vomit & headaches. just the same, i had a wonderful time this new years eve, doing just those regrettable things.
i hope i can turn over a plants-worth of new leaves in two thousand and nine.
bamboo palm leaves or a rabbits foot fern.
all i can think about is the bags upon bags of bright tissue paper confetti, trampled by heels, mixed with spilled champagne staining white tile. new years is so strange. for some reason, we all find it satasfying to wake up to a new year of vomit & headaches. just the same, i had a wonderful time this new years eve, doing just those regrettable things.
i hope i can turn over a plants-worth of new leaves in two thousand and nine.
bamboo palm leaves or a rabbits foot fern.
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