they pulled my hair at charm school.
they
stole my guestbook during
rolecall.
hotquietsummer + 10. August 05 = 5:51 p.m.
last night: wander around the village for hrs+ with old friend from highschool. city is hot and smells bad but much fun was had gossiping about every person we could think about. taxi ride home =view of brooklyn bridge =blur of blue&white lights. (back to reading cheever's 'the swimmer')
& then put oh mandy by the spinto band on r e p e a t,
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class
notes, file of pom-pom
ghosts!