a snow of butterflies : texticity

by Tomorrow's Man

April 06, 2003

Today, exhausted from 44 hours awake and little sleep since, much tequila and nicotene, and the most spectacular chage I've ever committed, I looked in the mirror at my sunken face, my scruff of beard, and my shocked hair and thought for the first time in my life, damn, I am sexy.

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