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listen and wait for the echoes of angels that won't return
And next time I feel like staying up all night reading Howl's Moving Castle and then attempt to write, will someone stop me?
David, who is a dear boy but already displaying alarming traits of independence, has decided to turn into Howl with a self-esteem problem and a slightly nicer personality. Partly Michael and partly Howl, then. *headdesk* Oh Lord.
Jesse is still his flippant ho' self, for which I shall be eternally grateful.
I really wish I could refer to Tasha as something other than 'the boy' or 'the kid', but he's frigging unconscious. Huh.
I should probably be writing physics notes and not crazy stories about hookers, but if the muses are actually talking for once I'm not about to pass up the opportunity.
David, who is a dear boy but already displaying alarming traits of independence, has decided to turn into Howl with a self-esteem problem and a slightly nicer personality. Partly Michael and partly Howl, then. *headdesk* Oh Lord.
Jesse is still his flippant ho' self, for which I shall be eternally grateful.
I really wish I could refer to Tasha as something other than 'the boy' or 'the kid', but he's frigging unconscious. Huh.
I should probably be writing physics notes and not crazy stories about hookers, but if the muses are actually talking for once I'm not about to pass up the opportunity.